(2013)
Poem about feeling extra sleepy early in the day.
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream