where to jump
from my metropolitan room
and be netted by the bowl of the sky
i imagine touching the Leonid shower
arresting the dying light
pocketing the soul particle
no, no one is to die tonight
my fantasy will float in mid-air
i will watch the flood of neons
whisked the aqueduct-like freeway
will slide the window
to hiss with the tire and asphalt
and will prick my fingertips with potted cacti
here lingering in my desert space
i will malinger with marvel eyes.
Looking beyond... alone you are not, nor lonely.
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Marvel eyes, splendid lines. Love this one
ReplyDeleteWow an angel of mercy with fingers of gold, this is magnificent BJE
ReplyDeleteYou took me there
ReplyDeleteright to your windowsill
looking up at the sky
hoping to find them flying by~
This is stunning! It's easy for to get lost in your words and the image. So beautifully done, BJE. :)
ReplyDeletewonderful image and poem. thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThank you all. Welcome Rosa. Above picture is a 4th of July firework display, the closest visual i can think of from my photo collection.
ReplyDeleteThis was awesome...lovely write, BJE :)
ReplyDeleteWishes,
devika