Iced water falls from the sky in beads
Just leaving space
for fragile butterflies to court between the drops.
The geometry of love
fits any space
The butterfly is braver than the tiger
Day: March 6, 2014
On barren ground
When you struck me,I vibrated like a kettle drum,
then as smaller percussions and repercussions
echoing from all the glassy surfaces
creating a balletic geometry of sound tracks
in space and time.
When you knocked me down,
I fell against her and her and her;
we were like a row of skittles
and we all went down with the lifeboat;
The infinite chain of being is.
When you hit me,the Fall spread across the world
Now there is no Vertical
All is undivine and graceless.
By the Rod it’s ruled
When you left me,I left myself,the world,the rocks,dry land
I weighed down sank to the ocean bed
with coral eyes
gazing.
When you struck my mind
I became an instrument of a foreign power
Singing a song I didn’t know.
When the glass was smashed
the splinters flew into all our hearts.
You didn’t know what we couldn’t see.
I lay on barren ground and gave birth
To my own Creator in the desert.
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And,on the world, shall I bestow my wrath?
When true love’s gone
and doom hangs over head,
When life runs like a river to the sea,
Then, shall I take new lovers to my bed,
And with their carnal touch consoled be?
When true loves lie and break my woman’s heart,
When life seems grey and rocks bestrew my path,
Then, shall I my life of evil start,
And, on the world, shall I bestow my wrath?
When true loves lie and wreck all loyalty;
When puzzlement makes all the world seem mad;
Then I shall upend causality
And let myself do deeds which make me glad.
For I have love’s own child inside my soul
And I shall tend her till at last she’s grown
How my heart sings 