#tributaries poems on Hello Poetry

Sammi Yamashiro Apr 2021

I am
the highway tunnels drilled in your gums
from when your baby teeth plucked themselves out.

I am
the **** rotting on the bed,
whose gelatin you flayed off with your rusted spoon.

I am
the accused with his bounty price
plastered across the billboard sign.

I am
the dying fetus
jutting her head outside the womb.

I am these tributaries — these waves that thirst — which, at first glance, don’t connect. In time, they will prove

that humanity has claimed territory in them.
I am the mouth, drooling forth my mountain water.

This larger lake! I shall never see beyond it.
I am not the fifth dimension, where the sky hangs its hook.

So what?
I have its might. I am the colonizer in its territory,
and I claim it.

#baby #teeth #fifth #dimension #bounty #price #fetus #tributaries #mountain #colonizer

annh Dec 2020

STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Springing
  from sequestered
         splendour,
carved
out by
      ancient tributaries;

Receiving,
streaming,
  flowing
        with
            the current
of experience;

Through
  the floodplains
of my sorrows,
   to the
foreshore of
                my dream time;

A river
             of breath,
a watershed
               of meaning,
consciousness
                         in spate.

“Here is born the Po,
Anon, its waters flow;
So too I will upend,
From spring to shore
And back again.”
- AH

#ancient #consciousness #current #floodplains #river #sequestered #speech #springing #tributaries #watershed

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