Sunday, September 11, 2016

feel

I feel as though I've swallowed the moon
While lying on its surface
Observing the vast earth
Floating out toward her
Tumbling through her atmosphere
Into her vast autumnal landscape 
Peopled with 
Spring toads
Summer deer
Wintertime white rabbits 
And me

Friday, September 9, 2016

fall heart, empty hands

Let me show you how I feel autumn. 
Let me guide your fingers
To the particular shade of burnt orange
That runs in my veins 
And turns my heart to cinnamon. 

Let me show you how I feel autumn. 
Let me demonstrate the deep, deep
Breath that takes in all the 
Falling leaves and pumpkin spice
And apple nutmeg baking. 

Let me show you how I feel autumn. 
Let me flirt with the wind and 
Watch as he winks in full color and his
Dried leafy fingers wind up my spine. 
Our favorite, spectacular dance. 

Let me show you how I feel autumn. 
Let me run and jump and ponder 
And cuddle and breathlessly,
Wordlessly, full of life,
Let my golden eyes show you how I see autumn. 

Monday, September 5, 2016

opposing traffic

Headlights with 
Machete-like blades
Radiating out from their centers
Blazing bright
Dashing to obliteration 
The thick dark air
But they cut only so far
Only so far