11 December 2008

These are more words from my head.

the shushing sounds

i could stare at the sky forever and still would it come to me
night night night and stars over blue and white and rocks
reaching above my head toward a thunderous cloud
an answer
a step into the darkest place i've ever seen
i find more light here
the sun
i see right through my hands
my bones my blood
i felt the warmth
i closed the distance
will you be there with me when i come to the surface
an open ocean
breathe freely now
it's only a moment stuck in my brain
eternal now
will you be there with me at the end

1 comment:

  1. I hope that you are keeping all of your "words" in a book. One of the little black ones you keep in your pocket, oh future poet laureate. :)

    Oh, by the way, yes I can.