Sun bathes the eyes. I am here and waiting.
Waiting for something new. Something alive and
dead to return. The sun dives down. Where are you going?
In the darkness of this room, I can’t see a thing.
Tag: poem
dreams (poem #587)
dreams swallow
into brain, swim through
capillaries, into, neurons
into cell, dreaming
Spoken into Creation [poem #586]
Is there a world to
find? The eyes, close,
mouth open, smile,
gnarling pearls inside
tongue pink and warm
holding, dreaming words
yet spoken into creation.
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you tremble (poem #585)
Eyes wide, you tremble
skin pressed cold
against another, open
door, open heart and
exude a sense of
presence, a sense of death
eyes wide, you tremble.
Europa (poem #584)
sunlit eyes that moves
across the expanse
scan for any and all
lifeforms, result, negative
result, rock, result, dirt,
result ice