Words

I would be naked
If I had no words
To wear

Silence

I suddenly come upon it one day
Our eyes meet
For an excruciating instant
Cold
I hurriedly scurry away
Wrapping words around myself

Leaves and Water

My golden thoughts
Aflutter in the autumn breeze
Break loose of moorings and take to wings
They float in reckless buoyancy
And land in light poise, momentarily
Or, so they think
On the shimmering allure
Of his being
Seeking a mirror
To themselves,
A conformation
Of kinship
I watch them darken
And slowly drown

Earthen Fire

Of all the fires

That burn...

What of fire that catches air

Furious, blazing, alight, aerial

It brooks no opposition

Unstoppable, merciless

All fired up

It charrs

The fire that quietly lives

Subdued, simmering, glowing,

Slowly expanding

Inside, under

It cooks

Earthen fire

It nicely does