Catharsis

Why don’t you come now To the plot of blue river shore Where we would In an intense chocolate mood Sit in a sun rise satisfaction On the grainy sand And create pearl drops of time From the rhymes of waves With the vibrancy we behaved Exchanging those fine chimes From our moonbeam dialectics And converging synthesis Of our hilltop thoughts and marine activities After a diamond quest Like the river Or inside the river too? How wonderfully we regressed and progressed Making those radiant rings of time Sometime winged Sometime pink tinged Time is bland and monochrome Unless from your chromosome You paint it like Van Gogh Arresting the wayward clock During which Regardless of Greenwich Taking colours from our river-wave flowers Taking flavours from our cellular tremors Taking sounds from our nascent heart pounds Yours and mine In our proximity alkaline Would paint the wavelets In the cups and plates Opening the normally closed gates Of sweet sweats From each pore And millions of such pores From smiling to laughing in a petrichor Unlocking the thousand doors Of a colour continuum From San Francisco to Baltimore As we exchange our breath From our deepening cores Raising a rivulet In the blue pigeon’s breast And the bulbul’s beautiful crest A supreme rest In a purple tumult Shadows lengthen in ecstasy As sessions come to a termination (No termination is possible though What happens is a slow transformation Of one melody to another music Speeches flowing into lyrics The sounds into stillness mystic) So therefore Bringing to the fore From the amalgamated core A flower of fusion Pure and fresh Out of the flood No mire or mud Looking at us conveying greetings We look too And from the meeting A poem is born Why don’t you come any more Very often I look through the eye hole Of my expectant door The wishes naturally soar In case I may see you coming Dulcet sounds your feet strumming But it’s all mist I almost don’t exist I miss the oasis Of the cleansing catharsis _____________________________________ 19 May, 2017 For the Contest sponsored by Neyda Ivette Negron