Tag Archives: Touch

Alone with a Neighbour (day 2151)

Alone I sat
Atop the ol’ cliff
Atop me wise mountain
Gathering reverie.
A hand touched my shoulder –
Sweet emotion I did feel –
A Saint in a brown robe.
With my emptiness
Leading me over deserts
Clouds and the sea,
I was a whisper
Lost in memory
And wind was my friend.
She, we was three,
We sat in our moments
Flying alone
Though neighbours we became.

Golden Iron (day 2148)

Whisper me once silence more
I have a golden iron
Wrack my brain into sweet depths
Let thee mine, forever.
Then why doth evening break again
With no leopards at my back?
I’ve given over each succulent
A tender touch shall remain
For my heart leaps with each raindrop
A flood, or desert storm.

Fed (day 2137)

Flickering switches
Crawling along inner passages
To remote locales
I’ve never touched
But always fed
With necromancy

Dreamy Eyes (day 1800)

Dear dreamy eyes
Lay your dreams upon my eyes
Let wind remind our bright hearts
To reach out
And wiggle against each other,
Let sparkle attract my mind
Into another dimension
To implode my feelings
Like starlight upon a hiccup
And your lingering touch
That reaches my toes.

My Arbutus Tree (day 1789)

I’ve wasted the jewels of my heart
On my arbutus tree, left
As bark peels my solemn movements
Into a windy road
Lightly misting with a dark mystery
Of dusk setting in
After a long day traveled.
I cannot see for the light,
I cannot hear for the wind,
I cannot feel for my fingers
Have started to scratch too idle
At my knees, left
So bare of a kind woman’s touch
And settled on my mind
With gnarled wisdom in the spine
Of my arbutus tree.

Ode to a Lonely Pine (day 1769)

Like my grandfather that came to rest
Rocking slowly in his old pine chair,
You watch the vista with an open air
Shaking loose your frazzled hair.

For in the cold months
You stand tall and proud,
And in the dark days
Your silhouette is my lighthouse home,
And in crisp mornings
Your tips refresh me
Like my eyelids breaking free.

But before I walk up to shake your hand
I wait for you to permit me through,
For your roots stretch long beneath the floor
And touch my home, forever more.

a lonely pine covered in snow

Ode to the Setting Sun (day 1766)

Goodbye is not forever,
My sweet heart of mine.
And this moment we have now
Will carry me over
Till the dark sky, once more
Is met by thy face;
Sweet sweet embrace.
Enlivening each our hearts –
Mine so the more –
And our hands shall touch
Tingling.

Sunset across Big Bar Lake in the Cariboo of BC, Canada

Magic Wings (day 1478)

A touch, like infinite wisdom
Can leave earth changed.
Wings and waves;
Solid and ethereal.
Live, love. Magic.

Jagged (day 1452)

Like a rose
My heart unfurled into
Untangled mess,
Jagged first touch.

Squinting (day 1195)

I lifted my eyes and squinted at the distance
Speculating on a mirage, intending to drift.

[Lost words have a tendency to echo
When moments find thee alone, lonely.]

I kick the dust. I follow an eagle trace a long line
About my imagination and wave at it motionless.

This is my breakout. This is my manhood.
I am the angel that washed out to Washington.

[I remember there was an arm that touched.
I looked and a few moments passed before I came to.]

Just like my whirlwind that had brought me to here
I sheltered the locals as I spread my arms and screamed like hell.

To arrows and sparks and roaring engines
Lifting an essence, an indescribable valor.

To sky that lifts my dream and spins my fear,
Pushing endless possibility into the cuff of my presence.

Into a distance that dances with a wavering expression,
Upon a transformation defined by these.

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