"tremulant" poems
I used to walk on the dreamy sand
Waiting for the blue ship to land
Confessions to myself, echoed back
From the night sea, a tremulant black
I gathered the foam, so lively, passionate
The red star observed me, was I fortunate
Night, spreading its arms, hugging the sun
For the last time, before everything is redone
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
we shiver our way, caught in rain-drifts.
in dreams, i
buckle knees, spark of flint
beneath
every unfolding seam,
every glistening lake,
each
tremulant dichotomy; we
sang songs, like:
the sky sinks, week by week, endlessly-
outcrop, crawling under tide.
stars caught, all in your eyes. all set alight.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC