Friday, June 20, 2014

HOT SNOW

the morning catches me
consumed, counting gold dust
the moon shared with me this bed-
goddess of a glow,

holding the sun in the valley of my palms;
a candlelight at your subtle wake

what binds us must be one and same
as that which holds earth to sky
and cosmic winds to the feet of a fly
crazy and sane

my neck falling back
like sankofa,
catching yellow dreams by ear
naked streams vaporize from vein,
for me but you Wacko Jacko sang "speechless"
and Monroe put relevant sexy in the '50s

yesterdusk,
nobody but I had an eye to the moon
nobody but you was the moon in that room

Thursday, June 19, 2014

THE THEORY OF HUGGING

Come close,
don't be perturbed
seal effortlessly like a clam
clamp your fingers to my back
as we do this no-movement dance

pin your chin to my shoulder
let's share smiles in opposite directions
and radiate our world
let's pause the wind's magic
we're a wand the earth holds in hand
in the sacred moment

let's be Siamese
as we entangle like wet straw
sharpened by the seasons,
our freezing unthawed
our reason unflawed
for we believe in sharing..
we receive in giving
we believe in living.