"lichenous" poems
carpet of moss green
'neath ancient lichenous trees
incense of cedar
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 3:50 PM UTC
Let us run to the beach,
Through the night's navel, lichenous
Inflated by escape and something new
For just the rush / the sensation
Like bodies aloft from kiss
the brevity of laughter
Of youth / full / of mischief.
We'll leave the night a peeking eye
while in the meditation of surfers
Early sparring with willful morning
Waves / puppets of gravity & moon
So wax upon fingers of great monsoons
Should the tides ride high it's might
and fly to god's white laughter too soon
At least we've glean the world between
With wings of sunkist sailing heights
Dreams unfurled in gold morning light
Hurl toward the awe of love for life
Completely free as one with chi,
Let this be an ode, an unscripted history
a mandarin and blue backdrop scene
And I will be perched on the shore
Shakespeare's heartfelt pen / pining ardor
Adoring the balconies and open doors
of such romances / daring devils for more
Tho' a grain of sand to everything
Now just a set of eyes
Audience for the world and skies
Belisimo !
I applaud as fish and man fly
Nod as the sun sets the stars to night
As in twilight to midnight
As the moon smiles
Bravo!
Through the belly of the unseen
We have crawled
Now we are in the poetry of awe
Watch onlooker as the stage curtains
Paints it's strokes
Blood rose clouds and deep
Blues from burning
Pinks
Magic show in a wink
This deserves a standing ovation
I lift both hands high
This must be love
I cannot deny
Some kind of wonder
Full of infinite and muse
All epic and classic
Watched without shoes...
In all these things
Time and motion
(In a seashell)
Listen to the ocean.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC