Richmond, CA 94804
United States
With thanks to the TRIPOD group: WELCOME TO SEAMLESS WEB The
homepage for those interested in creating web sites. I specialize
in helping College and Universitiy Student Employment Offices put
their programs on the web. My services include consulting and
helping you determine what should be on your web site, if it
should be "interactive", That is more than just
providing "information" to your clientele (students
& employers). I can also consult with you to find the best
service providers to help build your web site at the most
attractive price and quality. My web site is also for poets and
for those whose muse may not have moved the words to paper (or
other media, like, the Net), and for other voyuers of good
wordsmithing. This homepage is also for Anyone who lives in
California (or don't but wish they did), rollerbladers, sailors
(including net-surfers) or other similar rapscallions who
practice alternative (but legal, moral, non-fat) activities and
want to share them on the Net. MARBLEHEAD REMEMBERS was my first
(self published) book of poetry. From time-to-time I'd like to
share my work from that book as well as some unpublished poems or
other commentary. Remember, all of these ARE copywritten, so may
not be published in whole or part without my permission. However
I do accept critique. Just send me an email note at
allanjensen@attbi.com. I also manage rental units in the Marina Bay
area of Richmond, California. If you would like to live in a
beautiful marine environment, touch bases with me. I know where all
the good rentals (and a few for sale) units are.
THOUGHTS OF THE DAY (or week, or month, or until I remember to
update):
The "Ancient Ritual Trilogy is the most recent addition
to my site. Let me know how you like it
by Allan L. Jensen
©1996
I.THE RITUAL
I saw you
In Eastern horizon
There in the canopy
Of stars, a sun arising.
Long before the world
Behind awoke,
You bade adieu to
Orion, who spoke
In ancient ritual.
Your rising ever pale,
Pushing, lifting
Blue midnight veil.
Until it too succumbed
To your silent dowry.
Thus I awoke,
Pyrite hair to pillow me.
I saw you
Awake. Unspoken
We touched and gathered in
The miles as if mere token.
The waves of pillowed tresses
Slowly warmed to greater hue
Streaked and lit
Golden by refracted cloudy dew.
The alabaster tone of
Languid form
Took shape in your embrace
And soothed my angry storm.
II. OUR PLACE
The things of beauty are so few
But constantly there,
Always, and you
Whether in sleep or wake.
The mountain ridge,
The Bristlecone and Pinon pine.
Only my sight, my feel (ing)
Makes it first mine.
Then yours
Then ours
Then infinite.
You are the beauty,
La Pinon
Whose seed bursts forth
When together we keep, your convention.
Induced by compression of time
And distance. Then
At once you are here. All around
Are but shadows
And voices, indistinct
Beats and footsteps of vapors.
Serving only
To bring you closer,
Closer. They, further away.
Until between us is only
Our vanity. The rest,
Locked out.
My friend, my love, at once
You are here, I there
The place is ours alone
To keep.
III. SHADOWS
Western mountains
Back-lit shadow
Is in feeble race
Toward on-rushing
Dark side (of the) earths rotation.
Clouds, but a momentary
Lovers flame in
Not so much sunset,
As inexorable
Recapture by the
Shadow world.
Darkness rises in the East and
Chases retreating occidental light.
My fire illumines only a
Fearful face against
The rapscallions of approaching night.
Sleep, gentle sleep, my only
Bulwark here.
Shut out dancing shadows until
You again appear
In my dreams.
You are my dreams.
My only holy light
Who lifts the midnight veil
And gently lays beside me
Melding dreams that now prevail.
This next was accepted for publication in the "National
Library of Poetry"
MY LOVE AWAKENS
In the morning hours
When your face is
Washed with dawns
First tiny sliver,
My love awakens.
I watch your features
Resolve from shadowed
Pillow creases, from
My vantage of waking
Some time before.
I pleasure in the quiet
Lust of this morning
Voyeurism, and
My love awakens.
Gentle breaths and eyelashes
Flutter in dreaming.
A sigh, a moan, a turn
Tells me that soon
My love awakens.
This got a lot of good critque on "POETRY-W". This is
the revised work.
IN FIRE'S LIGHT
by Allan Jensen
In fire's light, with wine
Your eyes belie
A gentle presence.
Notes from my guitar
Fill darkened corners
Softening your essence.
Your smile belies
Reservation, loosely guarded
By convention.
Come share in you and i,
For the moment's worth
Is surely finite
And will be lost,
Perhaps not regained
Save in our memory
And may not come again
For you
Or me.
Copywrite 1980
This one is also published in the National Library of Poetry
NIGHT, THEATER OF YOUR DREAMS
As day travels into dusk
And dusk turns toward midnight hour
Eyes close as weary-weighted gravity
Lowers ego to id,
Consciousness to unconsciousness.
Sleep.
And bring unto all
Night's theater of dreams.
Where convention dissolves
And freedom falls
Where it may.
Dream of me love
From nights fall to dawn.
Let evenings sweet scent be mine
And the soft rustling of your nakedness abed
Remind and signal my arrival
In sleeps unfettered visions
Until, and only when
Your Dreams condense
And you resolve to save but one moment
For tomorrow's dream come true,
You'll awaken.
Allan Jensen
Hours fall upon hours, Day upon day.
Slowly they come
And are quickly away,
Without you.
Dreams become real,
And slowly our day is approaching.
Meanwhile, only night
Tranquilizes and keeps these
Uneasy hours at bay.
Until, dawn awakens
Yet another counting of hours.
Comes sunlight
Blue-white, and warming
Or misty rain,
Soft muffler of gray.
In either,
I love you,
In trackless sand,
On the Vineyard-head.
For I've been there before
And will be again,
With you.
Take my hand, beside me
Stand before the winds and storm
Whither they blow
They end,
Turning to buttermilk sky, back lit
By sun, then moonlight's fainter glow.
And wend we our way
Remembering,
Through fields of heather, seaside,
Inland
Together we go
Together we stay,
Together,
Remembering together.
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