Saturday, 18 July 2015

Nature, Underwriting Love OR Gay Bares All


Sadly, there are still (and probably always will be) certain  people in this world that condemn gay relationships, continuing to see life as a Theatre of Threat, played out by their own shadows on blinds pulled down by this or that socio-cultural-religious way of seeing it. 

We can (gay or straight for that matter) but take every opportunity to raise the blinds and at least try to live out our lives according to our own better nature and sense of common humanity, not by any points of view that may mean well but remain, by their nature, intrinsically alien to both…

NATURE, UNDERWRITING LOVE 

Sat on a hilltop, you and I,
just as we had done for years,
watching clouds drift by
and green slopes rolling away
into a fine patchwork of art
as only Earth Mother creates
(much the same, yet new)
at each dawn’s rolling into dusk,
to stars lighting up dreams
where even no-hopers dare go
in safety, no fear of sexuality
being drawn out by fair Apollo
for the whole world to see

Among falling stars, you and I,
and I wonder if you are making
a wish anything like mine
as I watch it roll away like a ball
of silvery twine into a mist
harbouring dreams and desires
of gay lovers for centuries,
ebb and flow of day and night,
nature and human nature
confusing issues, darkening minds,
moulding poor humanity
into ways of a shadowy world
played out on closed blinds

Wrestling silence, you and I,
each unspoken word finding fists
clenched against everything
left unsaid, as we had always done,
yet this time, differently,
as your body, mind and spirit
plead access to mine,
each unspoken word entering me,
coursing through my veins,
reawakening growing pains I thought
put down long since,
now red hot needles penetrating,
demanding a quick response

Sweet surrender, you and I,
unspoken words finding a voice
if silence left unbroken
in a frenzy of feeling contributing
to as fine a patchwork
of nature and human nature
as Earth Mother creates
(much the same, yet new)
at each dawn’s rolling into dusk
to stars lighting up dreams
where even no-hopers dare go
in safety, no fear of sexuality
being drawn out by fair Apollo
for the whole world to see

Copyright R. N. Taber 2015





















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