Cool Blue
what you do not feed will burn itself out
disconnect ....
from malcontent
...cool removal
just bouncing light off
like a cool moon.
gasoline
...searching for a match
step back .
what you do not feed will burn itself out
the sacred, exquisite paradox
too busy making love to unworthiness
tangled inside your own entrails
mis-reading the message of cowrie shells
what you do not feed will burn itself out
moving back into the abstract
fodder for the storm
thunder rolls
birthing rage
...caged
so I move into blue
....lighter shades of cool
..waters to douse the fires
the ire swells and flows
..vacuums of light and Indigo
that cool place
..of fierce grace
(c) Katherine Wyatt 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
