Sensory Treasure

I whisper in your heart

to hear your hurting,

I kiss your tears

to taste away your fears,

touch your hands,

absorbing all your feelings,

snuggle close, scenting

pain-filled, broken years.

You gaze into my eyes

to know I’m seeing

all within your soul

you can’t convey.

In sharing all our senses,

flowered open,

love and understanding

feel a way.

I know your soul

by breathing in your essence,

believing all

my senses may reveal,

caring for you whole,

nothing concealed,

and treasure all the scars

I help to heal.

Egrets To Lions

So falter wings in earthly graven state,

Tarred those feathers; glued by base endeavour.

Transcendence beckons still at heaven’s gate,

Lamentations lost beyond forever.

Deny the lie that floats on surface seen,

While sonar echoes muted far below.

Fowl of seas and all living in between

Cast off the nets, surfactant bubbles blow.

Puddled splashes, a permit to enjoy,

Though shallow’d pools hide relinquished ocean.

Submersion energising; to employ

Depth charge in propulsion, an explosion

To electrify Aurora’s ions.

Aerate atmosphere, egrets to lions.

Prescient Travel

Second bash at a Shakespearean sonnet. I’ve found a new toy!

 

Dreamscapers coat my nightly fantasies,

Intruding into times and space by turns,

Eternal voyager in soul searches.

Where lie all mystic dreams when soul returns?

Fragments left in travel, exploration,

Discovered by another on that path.

Daytime forays minimal; frustration.

Where deposit freedom’s insurgent laugh?

Remembrances recur in new travail,

Exquisite recollections found before,

Excursions, cosmic passage, by and by

Cultivate creativeness sown in lore.

A sweeter buzz in honeyed dreamland’s hives;

Prescient future exposed, guiding lives.

Preservation

Preserve yourself.

That’s getting old,

While frozen in the young.

Sugared,

Salted,

Pickled.

That’s how it’s usually done.

 

Preserve yourself.

Don’t feel the pain

Or learn to love once more.

Smoked,

Hermetically

Sealed.

You’re fine. You won’t feel sore.

 

Preserve yourself.

Enjoy surcease

From all life’s pain and pleasure.

Comatosed

Or

Dead to heart.

That’s how, preservation, we measure.

 

Preserve yourself.

Be by yourself.

Be heart whole and simply free.

Mummified

Or

Desiccated.

You’ll live. Restricted you will be.

 

Preserve yourself.

Preserve your soul,

Your mind, your liberty.

Awake,

Arise

And fantasise

Of all that you could be.

 

Preserve yourself.

Preserve the whole.

Feel and know your worth.

Life,

It comes

With joy and pain.

From all, there is rebirth.