Waterway

Trickle, stream,

Over the stones

Wet the path you follow

As you hit your stride,

Sway side to side and cut your name.

 

Rush river,

To the sea,

Whirl the stones around

As you carve deeper,

Denting the landscape

Making a new place

Between surface and bed.

 

Bigger fish live in you now

With gaping mouths

As you reach yours

and thrash happy into sea.

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land god

the arc of my back bridges the sky and the thing below it

my body holds my own suffering in it and blends with the tributaries that flow so constant and fresh into my head

i dig my hands into the tree and it stretches up into my leafy fingertips

i spread my arms in the soil and the carpet ripples above with my sigh

my eye feeds the plants and fauna with enriching summer gaze

the puddles are my pooling sweat from creative effort

grass blades are the hairs on the back of my neck

they sweep in the wind of my breath and the dew is my morning tears placed on needle point

Watered brown

Watered brown

Brings forth subtle growth

Shy peeking

Green in confidence

Structure stems

Seed breaks open

Awaken leaves and opportunities

Feed me light

Water

Unbuckled

Freely unfolds, reaching, hopeful and planted in the

Watered brown.