Stop
trying.
Abscond at long last;
you have already disappeared.

Leaves of elderly oaks
Sing tunes in a breeze
Thirsty gulps of the water
swallow fish leaping into the blue
Soft embrace of this sky
Is as warm as a mother's love
And clear as the dreams dreamt between me and you

While we're watching the leaves
Drifting into a place
Where the waves and the sky
Play the harp of a heart pinching color
We wish for a boat
With the strangest desire
Of drifting away to the opposite side of the earth

Come you, hither, and stay
Take my wing in your hand
I will follow my sight
Through the curves of your beautiful hair
And we'll peacefully dive
To the reef of existence
And forever remain as foam on top of a wave

Her breath was
   poetically zoetic,
     so ethereal ~
        she could fly

Your love is like...

Helium

It changed the

Voice

Of my heart

and
you will know space
as an intelligent resource

so discovered
through the power
            of the pause



MChallis © 2015

Work gloves are for winter.
It's time to grow thick skin
In our palms;
Red drops on white wood

Are sure signs of summer.
Soon splinters reach no
Nerves, knees become insensitive
To gravel and roof tile roughness

As our bodies learn the annual
Lessons many hearts fail to
Learn in a
Lifetime.

My secrets are the size of
Planets. They smell of diesel
And magnolia, and
They fire at the inside of
My heart with nuclear arrows
The size of a toddler's
Intentions towards a
Crying mother, flowers in tiny
Hand and all.