Fall tosses summer’s heavy breath, With a cantaloupe syrup, That blankets your tongue Its sweet chill tightens your throat And tosses your head back, So flare your nostrils into the wind Let your corneas catch those pinpricks of life That escapes the Universal coal. Life begins at the soles of your feet And sings in the swing of your hips Extend… Extend, Extend! And your soul remains in your shoes Under the weight of your terminal calendar. Wear bells and anklets and clack castanets Roll and whirl, grind and swirl Be tawny vellum taunting Be sweaty and sweet wanting Needing validations from fingers dancing Over goose flesh, hair and underwear. Be exhausted and spent Draped across your lover And when you step on to the porch Jupiter will wink Reach… Reach, Reach! And you’ll never poke Saturn And set its rings spinning like dinner plates. We are atoms of God Made to be mulch And made to be sung Dancing our dances In fanciful unison.
A Collection of Poetry