plaintive passion
nimble nimbus
reign on us from high

cast me down
and raise my gaze
with reverence I cry

fall into him
while I fall into You
a romcom encounter
in the absence of pews

ambient roses
martyrdom's smile
mariposas aflutter
to stay for a while

It’s raining in Prague
I’m in a cafe on the
outskirts of the old city
if you can’t find the truth here
you’ve been living a lie
the street walkers
the grim dark sky
the pool hall hustlers
the jazz clubs blue smoke
black umbrellas like dead crows
Hemingway drunk on a red tram
A girl stands out in the rain …
Clay.M

flower of passion
petals like moist lips in rain
spring bids good morning.

Icy moon beams,
Follow dancing snow.
A clean white sheen,
Cast across the pier.

Waters ceased by icy means,
Frozen is their flow.
One moment crisp and clean,
On a winter pier.

I learn from the waves
when to break
when to retreat
when to remain calm
I learn by observation
your awkward confidence
your theater of movement
your obscure dance with insecurities
your behavior when time becomes still
with our splendid gift of imperfections
I follow you to the sea..
Clay.M