Above all
else in the daylight
my favorite sight
or Phenomenon
occurs in the Sky;
Fallstreak holes, lenticular halos atop
tall peaks
and the mighty Mammatus.
I seldom seek
the Why's
As cycles spin
I think I may see them again,
when the Sun's slanted spears
Disrupt
It all-appears
Darker, more real,
an occurrence
of grounding
without sounding too
Heavy.
Image credited by Alpsdake, in Public Domain (CC0),'Mount Fuji from Mount Ogochi' taken 10/22, 2000 via Wikimedia Commons.
After all
that Time,
Eighteen years
Ends
Alone
I can do
what I want
what
Do I want-when
happiest
Ever-after
all...
Isn't that
how fairy tales
End?
Painting by Hermann Koch c. before 1939) in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
Some-things
Stirring
But you cannot see It.
Less than wind
must be
that other
Dimension You
Feel but cannot
Touch.
Tension
and tingling, and tummy flips
Come from
There. You can smell
Rain
can't you?
Never-mind,
I think
I have asked before...
Painting by Alexander Helwig Wyant, 'Wind Clouds' c. 1927 via Wikimedia Commons in Public Domain.
What a triumph it is
To truly love something
About your own
Body.
Before the crash and
Burn,
I remember turning to him
as we drove by
Our ocean,
and posing to him-
Which one of my moles
Do you like the best?
He was smiling
Anyway and said
I love it too...
And I knew
The end.
Painting by August Macke, 'Couple at the garden table' c. 1914, in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
On still days with drooping flags and contented leaves Sounds somehow soaked in between the crevices of broad daylight I sit as still as my ...
