Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Shed


A moment of thought
Break
into the nothing
collect your
dirt
and scatter
on
into the wind

Soulmates
take me in
deep to 
the depths
there is 
no telling
how much time
we have
but I know
that I want 
to spend it
with you

Opossum
the small
trappings
closely knit 
lovebirds
that fly
at each others
side
never fearing
that they
will rescue
each other
in 
the end

Griffon
The constant
collective
rain
it pours down
with concentration
giving way
to rebirth
how the tables
bond
and waver
in the sway
of favor
and the pity
of red

Adores
We make plans
We stumble
in short steps
before gravity
grabs us
back up again
and reminds
us
that it is
alright
to fall

Sleep
Do we dare
dream
the dream
of impossible
wishes?
Can we make
them true?
Stay alive.
Beating heart.
And everything
will have 
a purpose.

Big
those
these bright lights
pass
curving
into blackness
a solid quiet
with no rush
the stuff
of stillness
beat
beat
breathe
bend
drift








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