Monday, December 20, 2004

Rambling Associations

Dream, thought, sleep surrounded
Fenced-in undertows of worlds
As yet undiscovered, near-hovering
From alabaster cloud-constructed pods,
Everlasting breath

Followed a sheepless trail of heather
Grey storming hopeful skies winked rain at us;
My heart of hearts so tenderly evoked, and
These memories I have to tread on,
Ever so very gently.

Made tearful cups of ginger tea
From droplets left on rocks in streams
Too well hidden, too remote from cities, words

Made love from sparkling nights of woe
Felt sodden, cold from feeling all,
Lay down to dream a dream of hope.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Orbit

To write my self a sparkling verse
That shines forever onward,
To where the light of life surrounds
And kindness need not hide.

To twirl my soul onto the core
Where all awkwardness subsides,
And deep within my inner calm
Still deeper me resides.

To speak a word of love so true
It liberates this world I own,
And forfeits not what might have been
When love had left me all alone.

I’d sail on whispers in the night
To shore up anchor in your sight.