Freshest Air.
If I breathe, I breathe for thee
And every gasp of me doth resonate
With joyful air from ground to grove,
To mackerel sky above and back to me.
I breathe, I breathe for thee -
And atoms that we share agree.
April 28, 2005 - Poem about Love, Cosmicity
April 26, 2005 - Poem about Lust
Flotilla.
oh
cast me
on the sea of you
like an ocean flower
lapping in the throw of tide
oh how you make me crave
the dive and clasp of pearls
the shifting sands below
from which I might rise
to driftwood breeze
and clips of wave
on sunset skin
triumphant in
the undertow
of you.
oh!
throw me
onto ebb and flow
immersed in mysteries
that you alone can show
oh let me sail on motion rolls
mark your seabound tack
on charts of journeys made -
of flowers lost then found
but never coming back
oh lift me, away…
drag me into you
then onto wonders
that only now
I dare to
know.
April 25, 2005 - Poem about Nature
Diary of a Storm.
I was a black hearted storm,
Giant in the crack of sky.
Telling all to cower and hide
Like sodden lads shivering
Below cracked windowsills
And hidings from drip and drain.
I sent them daggers of rain
From a sudden underworld,
Sliced the air into fragments
Of stilled and hushed awe,
Undoing the buckle and brace
Of comfortable lives.
Then, I scratched the skies.
Gave them electric glint
Connected ground and cloud
To signal my amusement
And spun them like reels
Reaching end of spool !
Above, I laughed on.
Enjoying the drama
Of this pretence
Over these scurried ants
Seeking shelter’s vanity
Below the leaves that blow.
But then, I felt subdued
And muted in intent.
I saw the ground below
In circle of season’s clash,
Sensed the cries of broken corn
And their angled stalks in bow.
Did I feel remorse?
Did my hesitation signal
Limitation of my force?
I stopped, and sniffed
The air and earth below -
All fine with harvest’s scent.