Finding the sweet me
is a forever journey
a soul trip
to inner space
amongst the mist
worlds that
exist ed
before I could think
When my heart was jupiter
and you my mother
my father
my feathered gods that
swung me left and right
up up
missing the fan blades
instilling a grounded earthly love
for something
blue and green
a painterly lean
a thick plastering of sensational life
I flew the roads and climbed the mountainous peaks
dancing the backs of cashmere goats
I have breathed shallow on the arsenicum ridges
been plaintive in my call
but strength becomes me now
and oceans float my
salty toes
to shore
Finding the
sweet
in the folds of satin ink
amongst wildflowers and faces
a journey
pink
and incomplete
