Branches like masts Of ships sailing on Ocean winds. Leaves like cloth Rigged to capture The gusts Billowing bravely, Wanderingly, Drifting yet rooted. So the sail itself Begins to rip Away from its bark, Tearing cloth and rope, Shearing stem with breeze Silencing wave sound In the leaves As they cascade To entropy. Breaking mastsContinue reading “Abandon Ship”
Tag Archives: wind
Breeze
Before blooms burst Mighty pines Must shed rust From last year A wayward wind That cools the face And melts iron needles From summer trees Autumn’s grasp is here To choke life From the green
Lady Cali’s Bones
There’s a special kind of Cold that’ll brush across Your face With slender fingers And painted nails It’ll feel so sweet yet so Welcoming Like when you leave the window In your bedroom open And the night invites Itself in While you’re undercover Under covers Disguised as someone Who should be sleeping Yet a thrallContinue reading “Lady Cali’s Bones”
Poikilothermal
Poikilothermal Breathe Deep Icicles move across Lungs Every pulse Of a diaphragm Scrapes on bronchi Airy notes of snowscapes And stern teeth of mountains Poised and stood In cold A crevasse Tough as granite Smooth as stone Sharp as stalagtites Blunt as the cold In your hands Or your ears In frost without clouds WhereContinue reading “Poikilothermal”
Solstice
Solstice Let me grab you Arm in arm And walk you down A path sunwarm With steam clouds Rising from A dawning ground Melting the Frontal lobe In the morning During perfect cold Solstice in scorching Goosebumps Flamethrowers Brainfreeze Throattorchers Let me walk you Down a path Let us talk about An equinox A boxContinue reading “Solstice”
Vernal Equinox
Vernal Equinox Cold water From a tap Sharp breaths These are the things We miss to fluoresce In figure eights In meadows The fields Feeling the wind Sharp turns In a trail Cold breaths These are the things We all possess Barefoot On hot blacktop Walking with meaning And intention Cold shade Over a trailContinue reading “Vernal Equinox”
Summit
Summit I climb The wind whips snow across the mountainside It’s cold With skin crystallizing as I ascend With no rope to hold or life assurance I find crags to place my frozen hands In mind’s eye, and at all times I hope to my afterlives you’re at the summit Down below Are creatures whoContinue reading “Summit”
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