Melted Under the Moonlight

Let your silken touch wander

across a pond of smooth ice

and you’ll see your reflection;

            then a pale lily

            frozen in the moonlight

Watch streamers of colour

as they bloom beneath

the surface of the glass;

            they’re her memories

            locked away in the ice

They’ll paint you pictures

of a life lived without

the warmth you’ve always harboured.

Dwell too long on the surface

and your touch will melt the frost

into tiny pools of crystal;

watch your reflection

as it blends into her memories

Your soul will start to sink

into the waking essence

of that lone flower;

            whose life begins

to intertwine with yours

As the waves swell

her petals will lift you out to sea

            and you’ll drift away together

                        on only a raft of moonlight

                                    to get lost

beneath stars

                                                that do not

glow as bright

as the fire

            you’ve kindled

                        in a lily’s

                                    ice-blue eyes

TIghtrope, Tightrope, in the Sky

When you walk

amongst the clouds

you dip your feet

in the DNA

of the sky

and hope that

the threads

now strung beneath

your gentle feet

are not so easily

blown away

by a gust

from the winds

of misfortune

Teardrop Medicine

a tear

brewed in

the same old sorrow

rolls down your cheek;

it leaves you with fire rings

in your eyes

and water beads

on your face

of trembling snow

when you fall to pieces

it's just emotional decay

and a seed dropped

inside the carcass

of one who had

so much to give

will be given

the greatest nourishment

so cup your palms

and breathe poetry

to the broken leaves;

if you're lucky

something stronger

will grow back

and spread its roots

along your arteries

until your heart

is laced with the strength

of a plant

that doesn't know the meaning

of surrender

to the frailty 

of life