Taking a breath
Is easier when
I know I will
Have to let it
Out. Will have
time to feel it
in my lungs
before I release it.
But when I know
I will have to hold it
and feel its weight
inside me. I hesitate
to take it in.
Prompted
graced
millions of seconds
have passed
your face, your fingers
blessed this place
your breath, your light
too long excused
your scent, your feel
with no trace
remembering
I am graced
Tell Your Friends:
Tailgate
It came upon me in a rush
The lack of your form in my space
The blinking brakes of your tailgate
Signaling goodbye in morse code
The dust that settled in your wake
A song I never will unhear
Tell Your Friends:
Mythic
A failure of
Mythic proportions
Epic forgiveness
Wrapped in a wrapper
Of cellophane
A heart shaped box
And a pair of lying eyes
That I never could resist
Tell Your Friends:
Rent
It’s seagreen, the glasseye
I avoid its crystalline glare
Above is a portrait of mermaids
Amid a green smog
I glance around and wonder
How much the rent is.
Tell Your Friends:
Allowed
heaven does not wait for us
the souls who are not souls
she is not allowed her arms
to wrap us in her embrace
the sky so bright can only
be alight with stars of us
to twist and toil, cook and spoil
upon our earthly plane.
Tell Your Friends:
Personal Poetry Challenge: Ski
So I challenged myself to go to Oneword.com and write a short poem in 60 seconds using whatever word popped up. I was stunned for a moment when ‘ski’ was my word. But I think it turned out ok in the end. Here’s my ‘ski’ poem. Let me know what you think.
To ski, to fly
Down powdered lanes
Of glistening white
To fly, to race
Letting your weight
And instinct lead
To race, to see
Obstacles racing near
A blur as you pass
To see, to feel
The freedom of your flight
The oneness with the mountain
To feel, to love
The solidarity
One light, one night.
Eileen Maki 