August – Loss

by on February 17, 2024 :: 0 comments

You sing beautifully strong. Where did warmth
take calm seas? I sit with rough, wade into depths
hidden behind blue waters. And calm comes gentle,
silent roars cast themselves to feed shoals in waiting.
I’ve faced death all around. It sits on breeze beneath cloud,
in every motion of breath while
sands stick to bare skin refusing to part back
to origins, it claims its deposit.
I can’t feel it’s rough upon my cheek but see its
quiet arrival shrouding all but eyes yet
I am salted, before the aquatic roll, nonetheless. Seaweed-less.
Waves come at me
one, two, three and I take submerge. Silence, briefly between
crests mutes mountains even the grass stands without weave
You did it your way bro. Ended. That gape vaster
than black holes infinity
And the world hung it’s head, rocked and swayed.
Others decayed till deaths breath inhaled their living
Stole it for another charge. I have faced death all around.
One, two, three, four
I watched a wall of DNA hold tight yet wobble
within its shell, tears spilled into womb-less
for tomorrows rejoice at all those seeds germinations
that he too walks between veils.
I took you in my head, walked each step to
Dirt’s edges and rituals rocked. Mockingbirds sang high.
Into the ground he lowered, I am face to face,
And sunflowers, great big waving sunflowers,
cracked my wall
and so I flood,
on breeze beneath cloud,
in every motion of breath while
sands stick to bare skin refusing to part back
to origins.

editors note:

Sunflowers sad when face to face comes, and it will come. – mh clay

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