Sunday, July 8, 2012

Because of yesterday

I remove my self as best I can
but can't disrobe my dreams of you
that I am within
my heart  an empty cask
floating down  river

with the
awarenes only of your existence
carrying me 

   winds blow above me
but I only feel the breath of
your soul moving me

past jeweled fins
 under ocean stars
 and into
the smooth churn of your



Akeith Walters said...

This is a very good poem. Great emagery.

zonedin said...

It's really beautiful. I like the way it flows. It just makes me wish I could say to the writer of the poem. "I'm right here and I'm not leaving."

Whatever said...

Today I awake with deaths hangover
his breath strangely sweet
arising inside my own empty chest
dreaming I was someone else.