shallow pond, deep ocean navigating light, darkness two water beings shallow pond, deep ocean counterparts through this and that from glass to tsunami parse light and darkness eyes open, they find a way swim with life current two water beings snow peaks to Mariana worthy role models
Category: poetry
POPO2022 Day 29 — Sagittarius heart
careless with my aim I meant to simply bed you yet got nicked instead careless with my aim which was to bulls-eye, then flee; arrow ricocheted I meant to bed you and did; but you got in my head when you walked away yet got nicked instead; dripping blood and tears, alone, I, foolish archer
POPO2022 Day 28 — sun, rainbow clouds, burning legs
when things go wacky, light and dark harp they’re the same, ask, “are we there yet?” when things go wacky surreal cracks; flaming thighs grasp spiked faces balloon light and dark the same? rainbows blight to bloated corpse revelations dance ask, “are we there yet?” perhaps lurched beyond return? beg grace from cloud’s silver
POPO2022 Day 27 — shelf fungus
beware this kingdom stacked with fungal furniture mistake to partake beware this kingdom dispersed, affixed on stumps, trunks sounding death’s trumpet stacked furniture with bioluminescent gills lighting ghosthood’s way mistake to partake thick blood’s your best outcome shun pretty poison
POPO2022 Day 26 — hands suspending moon
I am your jailor you’re my satellite, spinning, suspended in place I am your jailor key forgotten in drawer crime of love’s sentence satellite spinning a puppy dog prisoner begging for a glance suspended in place my charms jangle your madness my toy; your torment
dVerse — Poetics — Shy Sanjna
Painting of Surya with his two consorts Sanjna and Chhaya Shy Sanjna, married to the sun, soft-skinned, hides in the night clouds’ mist. Her avatar, Chhaya, one who wears glass bangles on her wrists. Her silken locks do lure with scent of honey-myrrh, argan shampoo; down, dinghy-lounging, Nile she went. When flaming Surya, nose so…
POPO2022 Day 25 — couple walking towards mountains and space
all life passes here over snow-capped mountains’ toil with soul mate Garmins all life passes here on its way beyond the veil coming and going o’er snow-capped mountains gold anchor threads slip away we grow – or shed – wings with soul mate Garmins our bonds become beacons spirit bread crumbs
Tao-Talk 