October 20, 2002

peaceful wonder

mothers cold hands(past down to each daughter she allowed to become)
resting on shoulders. the words(she guarded,
precious little treasures) running over me like warm salty tears.

"i see you my dear, i know
who you are, what you will become." (in her most mighty voice)
"for i am your creator, i know how you were spun."
i wiggle a bit,
as one might when meeting her god,
back into the deep dreamy arms of the one who gave me my nitch
snuggling to lay in amber fields, with nothing but the rain to talk my
lessons to
love only filling, when it's given without ask.

"do you think i am? you wanted to be?maybe
nothing, but more then you thought"
glass eyes reflecting back
with no reply, but my heart needs to lay beside
the nourishment that i know
move closer/reach farther
she sees all that i am

alone with her, she allowing the moments to turn around
us like a spinning pool
there will be nothing quick
to write upon my soul, her spells undoing
my heart captured(before i even breathe)

stand in my corner
watch as my undoing(threads bind my loves together like a song)
trickle into
the room where children waddles like happy little beasts
consumed with many splendid/wonderful things

all that was me
i saw(with newling eyes, and tender tongue)
distant wings fluttered like memories
from golden angels(with spaghetti in their hair)
circling faces, till they shined like pennies(on a bright sunny day)
good mornings no longer come here to visit as once did
now they begin
&stumble in
like clumsy lovers to tired to find grace
content to lick themselves over everything, simple or not

i sleep in restless moments
thrown together from my days
i battle with the darkness
till it occupies my room
i could die tonight
if i try just right
i learn from life, how it's done
peaceful wonder
forever slumber
we only die from mortal wounds

before - after