Sunday, May 7, 2017

Innocent Night

It's the innocent night
that peers on me now
but it cannot read these
deliriously
delicious thoughts
making these
innocent limbs
cry out
in feverish whims

Wild, Orchid Heart

Buried in the backyard
of someone else's dream
nickel smell of a newly
turned soil
oh, the choking roil

spring
summer
fall
leaves collecting all
ivy planting
roots chanting
& a lusty cloud
devouring the
silver glow
of a rapturous moon show

tickling
prickling
a new bud did grow

ashes
to
ashes

lightning flashes

dust
to
dust

angry sky mimicking disgust

old heart buried
now becoming one
with earth

& in the seductive glow
of a ruddy sunset
a wild heart did rise
throwing head back
thunder now in my eyes
wild orchid
sighs