Between cup and lip

30 March 2016

I listen

To chatter of birds

They carry

Your heartbeat

The sound of oncoming spring

Gushing in fountains

 

Hark renew

Millenary faith

In footsteps

Of mother

Sunken grounds bear the mildew

Of past green composts

 

Mark my words

We will dance to bond

Written high

In the sky

Spelling a wit’s exercise

Miss stakes of the wise

 

Feel the touch

It speaks of precious

Breath luscious

Blowing soft

Upon nape crawling aloft

Serpentine pathways

 

Seek the chain

Unlock written tense

Future spent

Past pretense

Words a string of hope and pain

Makers of the rain

 

Rent a room

With a view to buy

Estates grasp

Fingers clasp

Joint prayers to funerals

Of the heaving boom

 

Speak promise

Of shadowed sunshine

Cool mist weighs

Balanced rhythms

Your step foretelling my hip

Between cup and lip

 

Reading of the poem: 

 

Addicted – Waldeck

So Black & Blue – Waldeck

Midsummer Night Blues – Waldeck