Tuesday, November 22, 2011

uncouth lover

Tree is a sky
To her dense eye

Her skirt is the wind
Home, the tropical upswing

The air has built a wall
Between her love and her fall

She tip-toes across the seven seas
In frozen time.

She’s an uncouth lover
Earth’s wild flower
Her is no ivory tower
She goes nowhere to run for cover

It’s not a big word world for her
I love you is all she can muster

Her eyes pour out the truth of her heart
Her lips, know another art

The Gods envy her
Life couldn’t take her innocence away

She opens her arms to hug the rain
In blindness, she forgets her pain

She’s an uncouth lover
Earth’s wild flower
Her is no ivory tower
She goes nowhere to run for cover

transitory not temporary

See through the bubble
Across the chair where the song sits

Listen to the rainforest smuggle nature
As God plays accomplice
In this act of divine violence

Is it mud you're sitting on
Or does the air not let you gravitate fully?
And as you levitate on the grass
As the reed holds your weight
The loss of blood rushes to your head

The sky is at your feet
Love is all around
It's peaceful as death
Customary as life

The beginning is nowehere to be seen
Guess, this is the end.





who am I


Who am I?
Am I the woman I know?
Or am I a shadow life doesn't follow?
Am I trapped in the monotonous breath?
Or am I free like the color white?
Who is it you talk to when you're talking to me?
Am I making sense or am I echoing air?
Does my mouth form words or does it deafen the silence?
How do you know me?
Did you look at me twice or did you turn your back to come back later?
Did you like my face?
Or did it camouflage with the moment?
Do you think of me?
Or am I an emotion you place on the side table before you sleep?
Do I ever make your now and then?