Clouds crumble, paradise loses,
Past trembles, future-suited,
Lapse fingers; self-delusions.
Clouds crumble, suitor-tutored!

Land trembles, ravaged Gaia!
Now’s crumbling, sad conclusions,
Lapsed mind(s), self-intrusive,
Lands troubles; human halos.

Water severs, life’s diseased,
Future trembles, once again retrieved.
Collapsed, no more lies, before eternity dies,
As water develops life, Woman-wise.

Tip-toe Mother, soothe your dreams,
Present pushes past, unfortunate things,
Rasping and gasping and hallowing our dreams.
Nature indulges in cataclysmic means!

Stop now, you brothers, who knock us down,
There is no life without a womb-growing;
Why must you kill without ‘oh my gods’!
How is one life better than any other?

Hush now, you you, you make me mad!
Cosmos quivers, and so do We!
Past, Present, Future; passed
Through, again! How bothersome;

Quavering on the edge of Man!

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 9/18/13