in attempt to immortalize you i spoke to stars of you to the sun and the moon told them of all your glory and they told the trees who told the birds who spoke to the fish of all oceans i wrote your name into my soul as though it was my own i spoke to the whales of you of all your beauty of your smile, which challenges even the seas with it's depth. in an attempt to immortalize you i carved your name into stone and said a prayer to the gods of old and young
in a attempt to immortalize you i succeeded so you may live on long after humanity joins the dust
Water longed and gasped at the sunset colors above her lapping them up in her mists and rolling waves she took these tumbling breaths to exhale the palette across the bare sands, persuading them over and over again through time till they too tumbled as grains in the radiant slurry
"There now, Earth and Sky. This is how we are One."
sea sparkle: turns out that’s the name of a real thing, a phenomenon.
i’ll write that down as a note for later poems but then by mistake, i let the sheet float away through a window that i left open only for it to find its way to the waters and sink down to the bottom of the ocean
My poem's salt comes from the sea Awash with flailing kelp And absorbed light, hidden and sweet Like me.
It rakes the gravel with its fingers Cooly rushing over its skin Absorbed and intended back again When the sun blushes ruby red.
Little seals dot the waves Mirroring the clouds Chuckling through their whiskers, beckoning At the dogs on shore, faithful cousins To these rotund sprites.
The dried up fields are far away They gasp for the rain that's closing in With the prettiest grey clouds Crickets jump from the Terra Cotta And spill the Summer air, little breaths.
While ores seep into the mass of blue Rather than be claimed, and turn the bottom muddy In pinks and oranges dulled by the jealous green. The fish enriched begin to talk And their blessings pip pop upwards.
I think it's beautiful that air goes down down deep and finds the things that need to breathe. If only I could follow it And be consumed by some crease And become the ocean too.