Talking to the antelopes
A golden letter came my way
Two big X’s and dynamite
Striking lines beneath her eyes
I cursed the mother warrior
Who told me I was safe
I knew a trickster when I saw one
Crow shan’t play my fate.
Month: June 2017
Conjuring The Elixir of Life (day 2211)
Grass upon the meadow carries
Potency abound
Saint Johns Wort, plantain,
Red clover, daisy and self heal
Mix around until it’s brown
In the purest of distills
Grant me the Elixir of Life
One drop for me and one for you
And one to free the spirits
A day well spent upon the path
Of natures wise ol’ ways.
Reminded (day 2210)
You were not broken as I was;
Your only guiding star
Screamed out to remind me
Fresh as I may have been
It was never free to me.
Dark jackets cloaking sadness,
Salty waves lapping
At what you reminded me
And my opening held on to
Hands tattooed in braille.
Then your smile came,
Clouds parted,
And all that you had reminded me
Transformed as you had
‘For my eyes
Leaving dusty bits
Growing at the sides
Until you reminded me.
Weathered (day 2209)
Wished I was a saint
Took my cane with me to work
Held on to a weathered hand
Was caught out in the rain
Left a symbol in the earth
Growth that clouded all designs
Held on to a weathered hand
Ate my heart out in the sun
Giving to little was my lonely grave
Lest beggars break in to settle my nerves
Held on to a weathered hand
There I lay saddened by time
Heard Walking (day 2208)
Out walking
To me, you were floating
Ethereal, from matter
Beside me in frame
But floating upon my mind
Never leaving my consciousness
For each step I wondered
Will she still follow?
Does she hear the same river I hear?
Has her heart heard mine now?
To which I remained in breath
An achingly lost lament
That followed my beating heart
Into a heart of softness
I still hoped for knowing.
Memory (day 2207)
The day was half over
Filled with drunks and half wits
That slowly dislodged the sane ties
Holding what edges of reason I had together
I flipped the channel
Inhaled deeply
Groaned with anticipation
And slowly leaked what thick blood I had
Into a mason jar
Ready to be placed close
To lost bits of memory
I never knew were gone.
My Breath Caught in Fire (day 2206)
Crescent of my memory
Shines like water we braved together,
Amidst barnacles and salty slime
Where my dancing heart played games
With the sea lion
That so transfixed your gaze.
We dried our shivering hairs
Upon rocks of an overcast day
That supped with each ebb and flow,
Gathering my breath caught in fire
– each step to the four corners of earth.
An innocence I hadn’t expected
A sensitivity I hadn’t planned
A heartbeat I have learned to only observe
Though my inclining fingers reach towards
For this, long ago, has bowed deeply
To the essence and reality of you.
Last Goodbye (day 2205)
Aches upon my swollen spine
Rip each leaf from my floating limb
Today I am a butterfly
An overturned birds nest
Waiting for a last goodbye
That will save my heart another beat
Mercilessly trapped inside a frame
Aching with each pounding name.
Tea (day 2204)
Make me reel in your sweetest tea
I hear scarlet raindrops
Opening every door so tenderly
Saturate my safely laid plans
With incandescent luminosity
Breaking my lucid dreaming
With delicate fingerprints
Dancing faster then I had imagined
In a gallery of ancient symbols.
Caught in a Rainstorm (day 2203)
Soaking droplets
Wind chills
Soggy toes