Distance – Page 75

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm
–
frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

nervously sitting
in the theatre next to him
thighs almost touching
–
peacocks
dancing in the
monsoon rains

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls
–
a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking

long flowing tresses
cascade down from her shoulders
swirling at her feet
–
running
fast and free
into the future

the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky
–
fireflies
against the
dawn of night

the thinnest veneer
of our civilization
so easily torn
–
scissors-
crisp, fresh
white sheets

unable to sleep
in what used to be our home
Feeling your echo
–
labyrinthine walls
reflecting back
your hollow voice

eroding mountains
pushing back against the wind
resistant to change
–
warm breezes-
paisley dancing
in the wheat fields

a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop
–
darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance