Breeze Brings

I try to enjoy the wind as it reaches me here in the open window’d car. 
I hear the leaves talk too. 
It brings me you
and the absence settles. 

This brings me only memories and reminders that have impacted me enough, 
to be able to come to me this way.

I try to enjoy it
but I only wish you were here 

and that the breeze was not.

To Get Through Anything

That was the way you and I spent our holidays. Dining on tulips and lavender.
I told you I wanted your motion to swing me upside down so I could see the heat of your heart reach your feet.

And then I felt your brain and ideas pile into the front seat of my car. And for a mile I thought I’d gone south. But I felt the chill of reality seep through the static in the radio and knew we’d done it again. We sewed our breath to each others’ and lasted the cold away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Conceivement

Candles broke the darkness,
in a wavering blend of ocean strings,
playing for the pale blue wall
the motion all for hopeful king.

The light unleashed the power
in a concert of eyesight sound,
the slow and tender features
came swift in rubber crown.

Wax of inherited warmth
now hardening in trend,
the symphony now slowing;
crownless king to dance again. 


With royalty and stillness
the room is brought to flame,
the heat enough to boil love
inside where life shall reign. 

 

 

We Are All Really Great Fishermen

We catch colds and planes and ways to blame,
we catch glances and our breath, we catch wind of what comes next.
We catch ourselves being much too invasive, we catch ourselves between rocks and hard places. 
We catch waves and rays of sun, we catch snowflakes on our tongues.
We catch each other in lies,we catch each others eyes,
we catch each others drift and we catch each other lifts.
We get caught off guard, get caught on camera and caught up with the motion of the earth,
we catch ourselves belittling our own sense of worth.
We catch up on our paperwork, we catch up with our friends, we catch the last 12 minutes of a game that’s going to end.
Our world catches fire, our hearts do too,
after all we’re all quite the catch, and that’s the damn truth.

 

Euphoric Sheet

I once was a sheet of euphoria.
On my tip toes looking into your deep.
I danced in your kitchen as you watched me,
taking off my clothes for you to keep. 

You couldn’t take your eyes off me.
We were set in our own age.
You and I both surging for one another
both the key to our intangible cage.

The power was in everything I did or said
and it took the night to that perfectionist heat,
where you took my hand so slowly
and laid me down on that euphoric sheet.