Archive for the ‘Yearning’ Category

Salted Hull

March 21, 2013

An arrow, mast of heights, breed images quivering
accelerating cheerful dance on the turquoise south
silhouette glistening, below mighty bright blistering

And where your smouldering loins meet dark water’s deep
there my soul stops along with straightened old feet

An increase of longing, and sweet hopes for common past
lazy summer afternoons, salty drops of seep in the mouth
no borrowed pain or remorse, only together at last

And as the sight finally turns into a dark nights peek
there my soul stops along with straightened old feet

Cheerio

The first poem since Feb '12.
Inspired by tight bowline knots and salted decks of teak.

just a tear away

March 13, 2011

a warm monsoon in the shower
and the artificial sixty watts
up in the ceiling
running in circles around the confused adult mind
while ten childish toes just giggle and bathe
in the lively vortex of the insufficient drain hole

and the drops patter

do not feel bad
must not feel sad
do not wish to wake the flood
do not feel bad
do not feel mad
do must stop the rising of the flood

a rain of fright in the deep dive
over the edge of the bed
with the devils
running in circles around the confused adult mind
while ten childish toes just snore and snuffle
under the light eiderdown of insufficient tarpaulin

and the drops patter

do not feel bad
must not feel sad
do not wish to wake the flood
do not feel bad
must not feel mad
do must stop the rising of the flood

This poem is an example from yet unpublished volume
currently identified as "I wish it was Texas"
by Yumatzuga (2005-2020).

Cheerio