Friday, April 22, 2011

unravelment



it's the absence
my ghost
which binds us

now

an almost nudge
telegraphs
through silence

a splice
takes hold

untangles
overnight

ether-born
a guidance

our light
our song

of grafts & flower
of fruit
infused with spice

of how once
we were lost

my love

in plain sight.



3 comments:

orfeenix said...

Hé! Je n' avais pas encore eu vent de ce bijou!
Je te trouve très doué pour exprimer l' amour de l' absence de la distance, du souvenir et de la séparation, je serais curieuse de savoir comment tu exprimes la satisfaction de la réciprocité et de la proximité!
Ether Born, cela s' appelle une trouvaille en littérature , et j' aime !
Bonne soirée enfant de l' éther nité , éternité...

Noxalio said...

ha ha "éther nité" ... this made me smile ...

ah, "la réciprocité et la proximité" ... hmmm ... ok ... i'll try, soon ... (although, you may laugh uncontrollably:) ...

Wine and Words said...

lost in plain sight

Oh yes we have been. And so it is, living with our eyes closed.