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Entries in Poetry (66)

Friday
Aug112017

At The Edge Of My Forever

I dreamt of her last night
Sweet
Beautiful
Her

I awoke
Laughing
Crying
Feeling
Missing
Wondering

Do You ever dream of me?
Do you feel the same pull
Towards a sacred space
Where our two hearts beat as one
Where our two souls
Live together

Letting Go
Does not always mean
Stop Loving
Stop Caring
Stop Missing

Sometimes
I don’t know what it means
Except
Sometimes
It  just hurts

I Love You At The Edge Of My Forever

- Clint Piatelli

Monday
Jun122017

If The Devil Made Me A Deal

I wrote this last October, the very day after My Angel and I split up. We were both in so much pain. It didn't seem real.

 

Suddenly, there was a hole inside of me so big that I felt completely empty. Completely lost. The questions didn't seem answerable. So I turned to my heart, to my soul, and to my writing, to give me what I knew my head never could.

 

Sitting there, crying at my computer, I, somewhat ironically perhaps, felt the undeniable surge of Male Warrior Energy; an archetypal fire that burns in the DNA of every man. This is the Juice that we feel when we go into battle; a beautiful, primitive, powerful, primordial joo joo that gives us the courage when we stand between the woman we can't live without and any fucking thing in this or any other world that threatens to harm her. In that moment, I literally felt what it would be like to battle to the death, to give my life for, My Angela. Because in that moment, I would have. Absolutely. Without regret. Without but a second of hesitation.

 

Gotta say, I never felt that shit before. 

 

 

Thursday
Jun012017

Scary Risky Poetry

Lovers everywhere: write each other poetry. Then share it with one another. Sound scary? Afraid you can't write poetry? Good. That means this is a stretch. A risk. A jump off a cliff where you can't see the water. Where you have to have faith. In yourself. In each other.

Those very things are the ingredients for excitement, for newness, for discovery. Finding something out about your partner you might not know. Creating something from your heart and sharing it with someone you love. Being vulnerable. Cultivating Intimacy. Deepening connection. Love. 

From experience I can tell you that this is a beautiful practice. And it can be a prelude to some dynamite love making. When you put yourself out there for your lover, you not only show that you care, but that you're willing to put your neck on the chopping block. That you truly show up for each other. And that's very sexy. Writing poetry to each other is like the kind of risks you took with one another when you were first mutually wooing and falling in love. Those risks are necessary in the beginning, because you don't know each other, and the only way to get to know each other is to lay it out there, the best you can, and see what happens. 

Well, I maintain that those types of risks are precisely the risks you need to take with each other as your relationship matures, grows, and stabilizes. Because when you no longer take risks with each other, things start getting stale. Writing poetry to one another is one simple way to take a risk that can put some zing back into things. 

Anybody who is literate can write poetry. It just takes some courage, some willingness, and some vulnerability. It takes mutual respect and safety. And it can also build those very traits it requires, no matter how small the quantity of those qualities are in the beginning. It's a way to reconnect to each other. 

Don't make it out to be more difficult or scarier than it really is. If you have trouble opening your heart, writing poetry can be a gentle crowbar. 

I share with you a poem I wrote for a very special woman. I'm not sure if I had the opportunity to share it with her or not. But we wrote poems to each other. And it was beautiful. 

Take the risk. Bear more of yourself than you dare. And see what happens. There will be some magic there. Be available for that magic. Look for it. It's there. In the words you write. In the sharing you do. In the beats between your hearts.

 

For You With You By You

 

i wish 

for just a moment

you could crawl inside my heart 

and feel what I feel 

 

for you

   

for no other reason

than to share 

with the only other person that this matters to

a singular, unique, expression

that has never made sense

that will never make sense

even to me

unless i share it

 

with you

 

like one hand clapping

there is no meaningful sound

unless it is echoed

by that very special other

 

by you

 

 - Clint Piatelli

 

 

©2016 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart LLC, and Red F Publishing. All rights reserved.

Friday
May192017

The Naked Warrior

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Wednesday
May172017

Inner Music

All I need to do

is lose myself in music

and experience the world through her magic

 

when I make music the audio of my life's broadcast

life feels different

 

maybe it's an illusion

maybe it's bullshit

maybe its' not real

maybe it's all nothing but an

epic auditory delusion

 

I don't really care

because when I make life my own music video

nothing feels impossible 

everything feels doable

 

I experience all of my wrongs as just broken pieces of glass in a life size mosaic

my mistakes don't weigh me down

or hold me back

or daunt me as unforgivable

 

my music

insulates me

not from the world at large

but from the screech of the grindings of my own mind

 

for those few hours 

when I get to choose the soundtrack of my life

the shift I feel

is worth

whatever the delusions

 

 - Clint Piatelli

 

 

©2017 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart LLC, and Red F Publishing. All rights reserved.