"quotidianly" poems
From an airplane
The clouds
Are a soft
Blanket,
Tucked up
Over the Earth's crust -
Keeping it cozy
and warm -
Even in winter.
From an airplane
The rainbow sheen
On the sea
Is a patch
On the ocean's
Dark Wal-Mart jeans -
Bringing life
To what's otherwise
Uninteresting.
From an airplane
The cities
(quotidianly)
Are just toys
Left by children on
Christmas morning
That could not
Compete with
The Next Greatest Thing.
Back on Earth
I'm a speck
On a sad rock
In a terminal sea
Under the
Never ending
White expanse
Of The Greenhouse -
Sweating,
In February.
Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 8:36 PM UTC
I was the Goddess and you were a mortal
yet I was the one who followed you
like a supplicant
night after night
I left my bedchamber
& the demiGod in deep slumber on my bed
swathed in the shrouds of darkness
I kept coming to worship you
quotidianly
but it wasn't enough
for you were never satiated
even after reaping all that I possessed
and trying to make an immortal out of you
is now obliterating the light
within my heart's eyes
thence go back to your realm
you can't dwell in mine no longer
& my knees can't kiss the hassock anymore
Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC