Waterfall Dreams
January 7, 2009 | Filed Under Poetry | Leave a Comment
I wish for the day my body could stretch towards you
Cascading and gushing to meet me halfway
Where we could collide in harmony
Me, the awkward mermaid
You, the adept blue torrent
I long for that moment that I could wade into your world, at last
See you reel your downy squall
At me, already conjuring up images of a clash that promises the ethereal
Perhaps, the torrents of the river could, one day, carry me to you
I shall choose to traverse this way, then
And wait
Then hope
That the harried lull will sap my spirits, then, shove me
To the yawning green-blue-black abyss
I must paddle my untrained limbs through or swallow up
To get me to the snowy-misty-miasma-of-a-bliss
You, ardently tumbling down at me
Me, spreading my arms wide up at you
Like last night’s dream
Like tonight’s nightmare
|April 2004|