Heaven on Earth
are you born from the snow
an angel?
or something real
phosphorescence, incandescence
I double over at the sight of you
you call my name
I’ll carry you
to the Heavens
we’ll rise
but I’ve forgotten
my back doesn’t come with wings
so you rise while I
f
a
l
l
all I want is too high
so I lay in the snow
where I found you
Weather
always be prepared
for it may
snow
rain
hail
sleet
mist
scorch
burn
blow
drizzle
dip
dive
dance
in Michigan
With the winter fast approaching, I wanted to share a glimpse from the summer 😉
A fresh crop of withered leaves
Emerge from the unbroken snow
Letting the sunlight engulf my cracking face
It is cold, it is warm, I wish I could stay
Being at peace smells like
Sundae cherries, dirt, and soap
Now, waiting here among thoughts of
Empty chairs and amethyst stones and
Bread I baked last Saturday, long ago
Never tasting quite as sweet as
I’ve heard others say
But I’m happy they enjoy it
It’s been a while since the snow
There is a fog covering the
Lights of the apartment buildings
Floating like makeshift stars in the rain
And there is a warmth in the white fairy lights
And the band playing in the market
And the folks that shuffle close together
In and out of Main Street
There is a song tonight
And I am happy to join it
Ethereal
In my chest
a raw, flippant beating
taken but breathing
in your smell
frost and rose red
a chill on my skin
just looking at you
petals to pupils
dilate, and my diaphragm
folds at the bend
the arch of your spine
like a branch
your arms enveloping
the moment encased
I wish to stay
forever or longer
with you
A short post today: waiting for spring
