Sunday, November 27, 2011


She moves
the way
clouds drift in the sky
singing a lullaby to my heart
with cool overlapping shadows
and doubts as I walk
the circle to its end
as the clock chuckles at
the storms gently tugging
on my soul
yet still attached to me
that voice beyond all control

The way
the way our fingers  s t r e t c h e d  out
hold with the ground




The Dreamer said...

I always read your posts even though I don't comment. They get better and better and I love how you're starting to play with the formatting now. Always h e r e :)

Whatever said...

Absoverylutely indeed.
although oftentimes she doesn't even move
just lets the earth turn inside her
and it's the stars themselves that sing inside her cells of dust and water.
for now we hug the ground but one day well jut fly away. xo

zonedin said...

Oh what a cute kitty and beautiful words put together so curiously^,^

rivercat said...

hi dreamer, whatever, and zonedin. thnx for the nice comments:)
the cat pic is not related to the words i just liked the way my cat was lying on the sofa today on her back like that

Psycho Babbling Basher said...

Aww man, this is good!

Jyotthsnaa Sharma said...

ohhh sooo well written!