A Sakura tree against the soft blue sky. Cherry blossoms drift, Leaving home. Wandering with the wind, the petals dance into the stream. Floating gently, Searching for, permanence. Only to find, Water Fluid Alive. As silver fish leap, Breaking, The soft flesh, Apart. Arriving, Where honeysuckle climb, the trellis of a cottage. As Hummingbirds, Linger.…
A Challenging Hike
Swift movement Climbing up My breath rapidly oscillating Sweat dripping clinging on to cloth internally I scream Externally, My boots move Right, Left, Right, Left Until I reach the peak. A breeze beckons As my eyes drink in The beauty of nature.
Like sprouting spores, breaking its way out, Eating. Moving in hyper-lapse, sucking nutrients from trunk of tree, Insatiable. Silent rapid movement, blooming, spreading, infecting, me. It begins, my hand to mouth, gnashing teeth, my hand to mouth. Moving frenzy, my hand to mouth, no thoughts, my hand to mouth. Black hole, my hand…
It comes in whispers Nudging you to remember How far you have come
The Music of Lilies
Like Nuvole Bianche, Lilies bloom in crescendo, Overwhelmed to tears.
In my waking dream, The meadows calls for the nymph, Jubilant laughter.
Eerily beautiful, Bulbs of enticing delight, Place you in my mouth.
Thoughts on Sunbeams
Why is it that on somedays, I mentally kneel down, Tilt my head to the sky, Touch my fingers to my brows, My chest, Shoulder pads, Praise the omnipotent. Not exactly, Pious. But, something sends a release. Maybe I fear grave yards, The spirits slowly shifting three quarters watching, Telling, Judgement. Or that my heart…
From water to silk, The caress of your loving, Quell my aching bones.
Bows dance across strings, Catch the rustling of the leaves. Vivaldi’s Seasons.