Can I paint colours
for you
who are blind?
I will try.
Brown feels and smells
like moist earth
in spring
as you plant
tastes like chocolate
bitter-sweet
on your tongue.
Yellow warms
like sun
through your window
on cold winter days
is lemon meringue
the song
of a lark.
White is
the smell of your sheets
freshly washed
dried by the wind
the taste of cold milk
silence
when you are alone.
Red shouts like a trumpet
clangs like parades
tastes […]
When did reason fly
from my mouth
in a clap of bees, snatching
pollen from her honeyed voice?
The sweetness of each word
drips on my forehead.
No rational rationale
explains why
the crook of her smile steals
the currency of my sleep, leaving me
tired and overdrawn.
Oh fool! Rich in dreams
and poor in reason,
will you bet all
on a 12 to 1 to show?
You’ll […]
Where did this sunlight come from
on a day when we ask for rain,
thunder and dark clouds?
Don’t touch us with warmth and light.
Let us remain in our sorrow a little longer.
Why are the wild flowers dancing
in the breeze, celebrating, joyful,
when we ask for tears to wash away our grief?
Don’t touch us with the wind’s caress.
Let us […]
“Open the door to that which must go,
for the loss becomes unseemly when obstructed.”
R.Tagore (Fireflies)
What must go?
And go pronto?
Well, for starters
That Doubt that trills
on the willow branch,
so alluring, outside your window,
on a clear spring day.
It sings its acid song
so sweetly, you nearly sing along.
“Who are you?” it honeys on
“To claim the morn?
Who are you…….?”
~ Maria […]
Fingers open like fronds
in a child’s garden
where fireflies play in ancient trees
From air to earth they dig
and raise back to sky
clods moist, waiting to form
Kneading clumps of clay, like bread,
shapes moist with longings, hurts and sunlight
A foot upon the time worn wheel… until
The amorphous vessel forms
Hands and clay are one
A Pause; a Doubt;
The […]
