(untitled)
it snowed
and quickly melted
the weight of the nearly frozen water
held down the warming spirits
unbearably
your day
ends and resumes
the waste of emotions swallows time
needs damping unquenchable fires
sans profundity
one will dream
and awaken uncertain
did two (or three) really make this happen?
moving rocks around a desert garden
color of sand
skulls still moist and bleached
and what does it mean?
who has done this thing before?
an eternal ring
"why?"
it shined rays of unadulterated love beaming
childish gleaming
putting away the responsibilities
for tomorrow, unexcused
will return with it's "to do" list
today we played with drums and rattles
stretched out notes appropriated
yesterday it was potentiometers
and pans, reading bits,
chewing on pieces
rags and dust-bunnies for mates
famously hide-and-seek
clinging to "safe"
until the game ends
and dinner is called over the yards
and parcels of wood to trip
familiar ditches
with leetches
and the poor dog-next-door
call him "droopy drawers"
it dancing glow of daylight recedes
clever eyes and mouths retire
it snows
and quickly melts
the weight of the nearly frozen water
holds down the warming spirit
ineffably
1
she showers in the dark
slams the door on her nakedness
(i would tend to want to peek
and persuade her to unfurl)
dangerously tall in her shop
she stands with authority
i felt the smell of small victories
resisting rotting tides of defeat
2
her eyes are blue-gray and wide
i am deep and purple and pink
for the moment is ripe and sweet
her emotions are red-yellow-green
i perform a ritual remembering
her rooms smell sacred and ancient
plunging futuristic sensuous music
will soderberg (1998) will.s@white-rose.net