#alin37
wish for a wish
?
no.
not this time.
fireworks -
before dawn
they too
need none
I like it more
when
skies are mine
no. I am yours
can you be one?
first time – last time?
eye to eye with a lone star
guided by a mantra
Lokah Samasta
…
Oh bike
do take me home
please
under a plum tree
or make one
for me
in the sky
upside down
fruitless winter branches!
are these same as the shape of your roots?
allow me then
to plant us in the blue
where that star shines
thrue
a galactic bulge
pulls me inside a spheroid
and centers
to where breath runs
along colorful lines
I sleep - I dream
I am awake
a white dove
to doves
doves to pitpat s
as if snow
a heavenly scent
flourishes curlicue bells
the unwished
converts the gloom
returns a gift
made of
the glowing yearning
of a phleum
for a new morning sky
made of a bloom
gifted
to us
by
Bloom.
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC