#25: A Hotspring
2010-09-08 02:35:32
though, I remind myself,
the varying blues
which you collect are due
only to rock shelf and shelf,
I wish to dive,
to penetrate past ridge and ridge, deep
enough to Gather the colours you keep,
to wake your depths to life:
I wish to find
the light at your core,
which illuminates as surely,
as it binds (blinds);
but steam sings, my water is hot--
and know, my love, I would plunge were it not.
#24: Last March
2010-09-07 18:01:26
Bikes Shift Swiftly
Beans Cook Slow
Books Books Books Asleep
#23: very little
2010-09-06 15:41:03
stand with hands
reading a brick wall--
scared to look
at just what scares me.
I'm no pervert.
I can get it up without
seeing fear's toothless grin.
#22: Island Lake
2010-09-05 21:13:29
mustard microbes Bloom
Wave: all-one gray green algae
Impeding solace.
#21: wake up
2010-09-05 11:45:16
wake up
at dawn on the top of blackmountain
and hike down through the foothills
in the soft glow of the early morning light.
