You are bird song
You bring colour to the sky.
You are the oceans driving force.
You are the moon’s silver glow.
You are a kiss of sun.
You are the diamonds perching on tips of leaves.
You are a smile.
YOU are a grain of
a drop of
you are a macrocosmic microcosmic expressionistic piece of
ALL THAT IS.
From Man to Woman Arna Baartz *2006
Beautiful and kind
heart open wide
Man is here
wants to be
loved we see…..to exist is all.
Making the rough
the phallic reaching, mother womb
fertile fields a sad man’s tomb.
A question soft and true;
See me? I see you. Please see me? I’m here too.
Out of hand,
far too grand and now we’ve lost the point.
A blood-tipped point,
the taste of salt,
a rusty thing no-ones fault.
Beautiful and gentle
a cry…..short and true;
See me? I see you.
Please see me,
I’m here too.
Fresh and cool it entered
then swayed and left,
or seemed to,
me and you,
in the sun.
But the heat that kissed the space just above my skin
told me the truth
I didn’t know until then.
Time entered and sighed and I listened so hard,
I pressed my ear against the
tight spot in my heart.
Feathers ruffled, a moment shuffled,
the breeze stung my eyes and made me cry (it didn’t mean to).
Breath filled me and called me and kissed me
on the inside.
Love shifted and swayed and seemed to say,
a word that only
the tight spot,
deep in my heart needed to hear.