i'm going to post some more poems today
they all blended into one and i like that
sometimesÂ
there is a thing thatÂ
takes a holdÂ
and runsÂ
come to me outÂ
of loveÂ
and willowsÂ
i don’t fear the sun if
without the darkÂ
little puddles of loss
self feels like something goneÂ
if we speak it loudlyÂ
loud it becomes tooÂ
soft breathing i knowÂ
intermittent humming in a
kind of sad wayÂ
thaw and freeze in a spiritÂ
kind of wayÂ
who holds this endless chokeÂ
such a feathered feeling handÂ
tickling my sense of all thingsÂ
good and freshÂ
a joy in imagining the abyssÂ
not looking away but lookingÂ
through
pine needlesÂ
clustered bonded frozen
path
trampled containedÂ
free
let me just step around you here
i don’t want to cause any pain
lemon spray
communion with the sinking feeling
i am pushed further down throughÂ
the freeze
summer wafting through fingersÂ
wet with dew i held it
close to youÂ
something cooling came intoÂ
focus with a very funny lookÂ
complete fear and unknownÂ
long waiting for new
came along tonightÂ
i hope for spirit mist to cover youÂ
feel a pine danceÂ
tonight i say hello
Love all of this, but these last lines are chill-inducing perfection:
i hope for spirit mist to cover you
feel a pine dance
tonight i say hello