Clear blue skies over the snow caps A calm, the rustle of branches Their snow thudding against the ground snow Thump, says snow, as it falls
Then a cracking sound, not unlike a tree falling A rumbling not unlike an earthquake All the birds take flight at once One black plume of fearful retreating
Shifting, sliding, crashing and rolling Snow is peaceful, it is gentle Until it breaks in the trembling Until the mountains shake it off to bury us
It is a beautiful day as the avalanche forms Serene even, as ice and snow thunders down Or it was, before the gentle thing became a terror Like all of earth which strikes awe, it does strike
I slip into my skin Like slipping into A favorite sweater I am the nurturer Inside my own body A home and hearth Tranquil and secure My body is a warmth I am warm here I am so very warm
Moonlight, moonlight You are so much kinder to me Than your lover sun Who is so demanding As to burn.
You, the brightest one Who watches over us Whispering, "do not be afraid," You, who makes the dark A bedroom.
Moonlight, moonlight Caretaker of the earth Giver of sweetest dreams, I keep you with me in the day As thoughts.
We used to be birds In a cage together When we thought We wanted to live there
Now we soar high In different weather Spreading wings In the same open air
I've seen you in clouds I'll see you forever I flew to the heavens You flew everywhere
I will be whatever you need to see in me today, My body a canvas open to interpretation. Here I am soft, delicate as silk; There I am sharp, rugged as stone. I am shifting, gliding, reshaping myself, I am swimming through the waters of my gender, Moving from room to room In this house I am calling my body.
But I am twisting in the hallway, Arms and legs spilling through every door; I am too much at once and so never quite enough. Tell me what you want, I will shape myself to fit. Make me compatible with your desire Until I forget the shape of myself entirely.
(In your rejection I’ve flooded our home, Drowning in the rooms where you once wanted me.)
I still wear the Unique intimacy Of your kiss On my lips Like a Soothing balm
A love recipe Designed and made Only for us That I keep In a jar Only for myself
I write my own universe inside a snow globe Where fields of lilac and rows of holly Coexist without juxtaposition Where a mother is also a sister And a sister is someone I can trust Where truth and reality do not conflict With any of my own personal truths or realities
Shake me hard, turning me this way and that I am in flux, I am inside the water That from the outside looking in poses as air The winter birds and the summer birds Perch in the same trees, eat the same seeds I am dreaming here with eyes open Love does not perish here, not in my delicate orb
Even the wildest Of creatures Still long to be Held tightly Sometimes, If only for a Moment Even the freest Of beings Still long to be Kept in Someone's heart
She caught me watching her As she woke from sleep Hair messy on the pillow Naked under the sheets
"My little poet" she said "Write something for me" She smiled with her Unnaturally white teeth
Closed lipped I smiled back And grabbed some paper She stared at me as I grasped At anything to say for her
I jotted down lines Inspired by someone else She kissed me so deep So pleased with herself
I couldn't stand her lips And left her in bed Maybe she never wondered Who I wrote for instead
Forevers do not stretch Over an infinite Unimaginable amount of time Like circles that Were never drawn with one Line beginning and closing To create an eternity
Forevers have lifespans Just like eras and people When a person says Forever it is only as Long as they never change When I say forever I mean I hope to stay the same
So when we finally evolve When we grow and our Lives begin anew with Our atoms refreshed We let go of one forever That unfathomable infinity Closing just like the circle
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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