what if the lake was
a man, all brash and barely
restrained violence
would his arms balance
the sky, would his breath inspire
this dark poetess?
are the waves his hair
flowing free-all grey and blue?
would that he braid it
and braid my heart, too
long plaits of desire ribboned
with tall grass and stone
at night he is a
lover to the moon, her moods
design his rhythm
patterns of body
body moving/body caught
in the endless dance
her indifferent
light shines a galaxy on
his broad and black back
but then daylight and
her bright parade softly sings
her lost man awake
her voice is birdsong,
cold wind and the susurrus
speaking of the pines
he slowly rolls his
face to her word, his heart-beat
a metronome of
constancy ticking
its steady love story-truth
weaving itself through
the mythos of their
dynamic relationship
all this-as I watch
from my lonely perch
fluorescent lights an ugly
illumination
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Sarah Snider
I am a great lover of poetry, magic, mystery and science. I am passionate about sharing what I know about herbs and herbal medicine.
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