Leather and Salt Sole

You are as the lightning to the rod of my soul
You move through me in rumbling thunder and torrential rain
You are the cellular sea of my spirit and I can deny you nothing
Enter at will into my being but bring only kindness and light
Tread gently on the sole of me
..... for I am but leather and salt



Like the wild wet wilderness drips with dew and surging waters rip the shores of bucolic meadows so you moved me
Water rushing down the mountain gathering up minerals as it goes so my strength grows and my will surges 
And I am a flood of fell and fire and hope

He is coming coming ever coming to me 
in his white way and ever wear and tear
his hair is on my hands 
and his heart pounds beneath my palm

he in my palm a sailor bold and wild and strong and he will know me and I will know him


Frost of nothing in the silent forest rests and sleeps
the joy of us in the same spaces

I under leaves and damp with snows blanket 
under these lies 
the thrill of us 
in a cottage cabin by the lake 
 beneath your hand so possessive do I rise up to the morning light

 and curl deep into your loving arms
The wind never even touches our boughs 
 our leaves 
so bonded in warmth are we


And who is it this time?
 who bares the shield of pain and loss and fear ?
it is you
 not I!

Facing the mirror of truth 

that email address sent waves through you 
so intense the seismic machines in India just went off

 no need to deny what I already know in my cells 
you love with an intensity that puts my own feeling to shame 
and you now know it

what you do with this 
is to be seen
seen and seen again and again see me 
…see me C me c me soon 
or not...it will remain ...the same and immovable...a feast to last ten thousand lifetimes

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.