Tuesday, August 21, 2012

CLOUDS



Clouds flowing across the moon
In rivers of air.

My breath sleeps
        Feels its shape
         And pulse.

The wings of my back
          Relax.

The light flickers
          From day to night
          And back again.
                   Setting up its own font
                       Resetting my eyes.

My fingers want to touch
My mouth to taste
           What is so far away….

I feel the moisture
         In my bones.
         The smile.



1 comment:

christina isobel said...

From my forthcoming book:
EVERYDAY MERMAID POEMS