spires

“the fact that these things are not formulaic means the possibilities are real”
— Sharon Salzberg

Beta Carotene by Reuben Wu

our land no longer provides honey
bloated on milk, we seek new
we explore edges of distant formations

a remote past when the sun burned outward
flares reached us as freckles and light’s ease
another kind of mastery and extension of reflection

the sun went dark when it could no longer perform
release   undulate   fornicate   rewind   redo
burn then take the ashes and digest their precision

such erudition is the faint route
returning to influence confirms proximity
waking up to darkness pauses feelings of safety

a bitter fragility of posture and circumstance
we fall asleep oblivious and discern love as temporary
forgetting how blue skies kiss fading moonlight

those who stay philosophic and curious are reborn
thoughts released are worth more than when preserved
I gather myself in folds and layers; heaven is here, today

One thought on “spires

  1. I am continually touched with the beauty and rousing emotions of your words. I am smitten with you and your talent. You reveal naked primal joys in lustrous and lustful imagery. I am one of your admirers and await each word collage that is truly a window to our souls. So there it is. Soar on images – fall in love – rise a poet – inspire the world.

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