David J. Biviano – Three Poems

poetDavid J. Biviano, 74, earned a B.A. In 1964 at St. Bonaventure University,U.S.A., an A.B.D. in Philosophy, Fordham University, 1967; a Ph.D. In Educational Leadership at Gonzaga University, 1997. He is currently retired in Spokane, WA and Nayarit, Mexico. Biviano is the father of six children and eight grandchildren.


DOUBLE ENTENDRE

Come, lie with me!
Tell me lies of your love.
Deceive me that
I might conceive.
Seduce me with your
luscious words.
Expose my nakedness,
come, lie with me,
cover me with your kisses
and caresses,
come fill me with
your seed, a sowing
of lies. Lying here
let us make love,
make believe,
believe my lying
here with you.
Denuded, deluded.
Come, lie with me
sleeping in your arms,
always sleeping.


HEARTSPACE

Tum tum. . .
Tum tum. . .
Tum tum. . .
Tum tum. . .
lying on your chest
listening
to the comfort of your heartbeat
lying in your warm embrace
healing
in the midst of your heartspace.


I ONCE WAS A LIAR

I once was a liar.
My whole life balanced
precariously
on a lie.
These feelings lie heavy
on the frail frame
of this frightened young boy.
Dread locks my mind in chains
and throws away the key
to the future with
Fear as the motif, with
Innocence as the melody.
Lie
first to myself
seeking acceptance
and approval
from all others.
A search for the essential
everywhere
but within
like a lost fawn
after its mother has been
felled for sport.
Alone.
Begin the lonely struggle
to win the gold medal
in the
“Best Little Boy In the World”
competition.
Olympian feats are futile
in this subterfuge.
Flee
beneath the oppressive orders:
Don’t feel that way
Don’t be that way
Don’t let the truth be known.
Pretend
that “boy meets girl”
is your favorite
adolescent pastime, too.
The Great Pretender
plays the game,
lying
awake only to the dark fears
of discovery.

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