The Possibilities Songs

I am truly cast down low,

The numbers prove it:

A friend is leaving: skies,

Though blue, are weeping.

But please …

Be still a while;

Listen, listen, listen …

Maybe I’m a little crazy, on

The outside of too much wine…

But I swear I can feel

The crocus -song of Demeter

In the primrose undercurrents

Sweeping gently towards us

Beneath the compass winds;

Towards us and past us.

How well I knew her in

Those spring-blued days

When we sang the

Possibilities songs together;

Watched the destiny-buzzards

That were watching us –

Tumbling  nature-naked together

From freckled dawns towards

Whatever-dusks might hold –

Knew their unbounded

Strengths, pride and joys.

She’s stealing closer now,

I remember her little tricks and fancies,

Her quiet thunder-in-blood

And wrap-bones fire-warmth.

 

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