blue sky
abundance,
billowed
expectation
that wanting
creates
lavish
thoughts in
sky the
shape of forgetting
clouds the
color of silence
it is there
that I loved
in your fragrance,
absence
of earthen
understanding
alabaster transparencies
heaven in
the hindrance of
light, quiet, cold and
absolute…
refraction
of vision
of day sky sewn
together
with condensation
malformed
tundra and
a
terrestrial drop off sans
oceanic
sounds that
fling things
into
abysmal need
the want of
which defy
Maslow and
his hierarchy
snake river gorge
and
a buoyant
regret not even
switchbacks
can confuse
blue, like the
wide eyed
wonderings
of a childlike
exploration
of humanness
gripping
with the
fattened
fingers of leisure
apathy
divines the truth
of prophetic
expectations
repetition
is the pattern
only choice
can break
slip between
conscious
choice and
the automation
of routine
and there
lies
observance
descend
again into
a reclusive
innocent awakening
opaque
weariness
give yourself
permission
for shedding
shards of
substantial solitary existence
just breathe
Linking up tonight with dVerse Poet's Pub Take the time to join us if you will. Poetry and community abound. Thanks for visiting and hope to see you out there! ~A
