alley and valley

music in my mind
flows into yours
intermingling both of us

love clutches my belly

I want to know why
the heart feels that flutter
while I learn you with my body

love clutches my belly

in the essence of you
I fall into overwhelming depths
to rise again to the fore

love clutches my belly

if it goes on like this
I will make that my banner
and post it in an alley

invasion

you are not here-
you are here
my notebook knows
invisible words form there
emotions jump all over
spilling into my space

you invaded it, 
now refuse to let go

numbing nirvana----read write poem/monday poetry train

photo credits: Carmi. Do click on his name or the picture and get to his blog. He takes awesome photos!



brittle branches bent over
with weight of weather,
snow forms a cover over green earth-
protective or damaging,
depending on how one sees.
looking with misted eyes
at hazy images of my neighbourhood trees
standing tall, not giving in to chill;
I think of emerald warmth-
a fleeting image receding as quickly.
shivering a litle,
I shed a few more tears,
which dry on me
by forming icicles.
numbness can only bring nirvana
I am rendered senseless,
my last coherent thoughts being,

"another new day, brightening sun
can only bring new life,
a few leaves on my branches
will make me alive in no time"

before falling apart on hard ground.
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