How many times have I laid down this warrior’s heart
All that I am and have been and will be has always been hell-bent
Every inch of my awesome outstretched dreams reaching relentless
I have travelled the globe, challenged authority
Because my journey is not finished until I finish this journey
I have devoured galleries and anthologies of inspired poetry
How many times have I laid down this warriors heart
And in you, my lovely lacey thing, my angel, my solace
Dreams so divine and fine in all their aspects as to seem unreachable
Come to you now, in me,
That has seen from divine heights, heavenly lights
Which lives life’s rich pageant with fairy fired passions
This inspired quest I drum through dark forest nights
My bush beating jungle journey of extreme experience
Every second that I am, every moment of this momentous expedition
Along with every life before the combined incarnations of my rich Karma
And Chakra and POWAAH!-
From having lived richly a thousand fearless times
laid down again in the name of love,
all of life’s finest in a word.
On finding the sacred soils of loving safety on which to build temples.
Outward riding onward and the wind in my hair towards truest loving
And everything that I am and all my Godliness serve only this.
Shaken ivory towers, the powers that be, bullies and opponents
I have climbed mountains, sailed seas and weathered storms
I’ve broken horses and been bucked and gotten right back on
Every muscle straining at the reigns riding on towards true love
Strong back browned under an unrelenting sun that beats down on me
But will not be allowed by force of will to beat me down.
And I will quench this thirst that drives me
At an oasis of sweet love like nectar and brandy’d honey.
I have lingered in libraries, universities and museums
The ballet, opera, the theatre and concerts
The wining and dining and dancing and sucking up life like a feast
The conversations and speeches and oration and dialogue
The painting and writing and acting and the sculpting of clay and light
Come down to time spent preparing to make art in lovemaking
I spend all this energy enriching my self and my soul
Getting ready for that rich partner I seek to invest in my dreams.
That has done all this and more?
-Just enough times, that’s how many
I have found a fellow dreamer
Though you do not beat bushes and ride out to meet what
We have both always been seeking
You wait and while away the time in gentle friendships and
Quiet contemplations from a safe if lonely place
You wait lonely and wanting while I ride to you
You sit and need only wait while I bring to you
You the object of my quest, my oasis, my truest loving
My finest things in life I find in you lovely Lace.
My angel of all things soft and thoughtful, I ride on, to you.
Seeking a love to comfort souls as grand as mine
I ride on to you and your quiet, distant, long awaiting, wanting
What I bring you.
Dreams that seem to good to be true, a reality that suits your fancy
Too nearly to seem likely.
But not only am I possible my love, not only probable
I am infact...Jack...your Poet-King-Warrior
Come riding many dark hard miles through stormy forest nights
Through ghettos and allies and swamp and plague towns
I ride timeless too come to your side to serve our
Soulful mutual dreaming
Who has ever sought only this,
And you...
My Poet King’s warrior heart...
To serve your perfect beauty...