Does anyone else Count syllables on fingers While writing haiku?
I saw you when the sun went down There was a spark You saw me as the night came We saw each other in the dark
Maybe we hesitated for a moment For hands to hold Finally when they touched There was a jolt
You and me and an abandoned place An apartment high in the city In a blacked out world The roofs gray and gritty
But you laid your palm on mine And the current flowed Through our fingertips and wrists Our arms began to glow
In an older kind of world You and I were electric Before we were drawn together We never knew we kept it
As our hands lit up our faces I kissed you on the lips We shocked our hearts so hard The current slightly tripped
The people down below us murmured As our light grew and grew I think your eyes were just as bright As mine were for you
When you kissed me back We shook the floors Trembling in the building Rattling all the doors
The people started running Some yelling up the stairs But neither of us heard them We were both unaware
Surrounded in a shield of power Afraid we might explode You squeezed my hands as we burst Away on our currents we rode
Come to me asking for love And I will lay you down in the Forest clearing Sun through the branches Slivers of gold, tiny trickling rivers Like goddesses over your skin. Here it is, I will tell you Here in the damp grass, on top Of the mossy rocks, softness I can't offer that anymore Though I want to Gaia, please take it from here
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
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 think I misunderstood you Sandman, I apologize You were no devil but protector Throwing your sand in my eyes You kept me safe when I could not bear to be awake My Sandman, my savior I'm sorry, I never realized
When life got overwhelming You brought me a land of dreams A place to rest, to heal Created rejuvenating scenes You were no trickster Feeding me knock out mixtures I'm sorry for my behavior You've been a friend it seems
I can't stand the smell Of Clorox disinfectant wipes They remind me of all The times I used them To scrub your blood Out of the sheets on my bed And how many nights I Fell asleep to their scent While worrying about you
I can't stand the smell Because I used those wipes To disinfect the stuffed cat I cuddle with now for comfort The stuffed cat that smelled For days of your final weeks The stuffed cat I adore That doesn't smell like your Death or Clorox anymore
I'm both a brother And a sister A chameleon A shapeshifter I was the man I thought you wanted And woman again When you missed her
I've been handsome I've been gorgeous And being both Has been euphoric I've been everything All at once I am both malleable And formless
My voice is soft Fluid and cozy My body smooth And warm and homey When I speak to you I hope you hear My soul is steady And you know me
If I fall asleep now Will we pick up where we left Off in last night's dream? Lips finally locked In a desperate homecoming A desire, a longing Come to labored fruition
Maybe when I sleep I'll return to that Mountain where we folded Effortlessly into each other Where we dropped pretenses And indulged in a fantasy That left me on waking
If we can't exist In this humbling reality Then let me live in My dreaming with the Alternate us, the version Of ourselves that overcame All our worldly obstacles
If I fall asleep now Will you meet me there? Come out of your dream into Mine, let us talk, let us Speak our unspoken uncertainties Of our comforts and the truths We've held on our tongues
Meet me on the water Where we drifted on our backs Where an alternate us floated Contently in the forest lake Where a ripple effect kept us Closer together, meet me Where our dreams still collide
I will live alone Detached But I will be no spinster Perhaps instead A weaver Of loose threads That flow to me Over salty waves, making Their landing In the sands of a Beach I will never visit So the seagulls Will carry your damaged Pieces of fabric Home to me
"I can be someone's and still be my own." -- Shel SilversteinSide blog: @a-sign-of-fire
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