What do I seek,
is it the quality of air,
a mind storm of kinetic energy
or spontaneous combustion
in a slow burn
to ash
or both
the spirit oxygen
feeding mutable fire?
Would I want the solidity
and warmth of wood,
strong fibers that hold fast
but expand & contract
allowing absorption?
Maybe a magnetic force
of metal-to-metal friction
that torches holes
in my resistance?
Could it be a merge
into liquid, two drops
one ripple in the universe
or a nuclear meltdown
my
body
reduced
to
dust?
(c) Linda Gayton 2006
Aberjhani
TY, Lin
Take care,
Sherry
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
It's called wanting your cake, and eating it too..
And why not...:)
Peter
Reg
"I want the solidity
and warmth of wood ..."
now that's a fiery image ...
the feel, imagery and atmosphere of this poem is tantalizing ...
Xxx dove