Do not kid yourself
I AM eternal
walking hallowed halls
of flesh and blood
or frothing along waves
in sea foam flood
I AM eternal
moving
unencumbered by true form
loving strongly
yet sometimes, forlorn
I AM eternal
making my way back
to ancestry
moving onward, forth,
toward pedigree
I AM eternal
Me
like you, the tree, the bee, the sea
growing, learning, perpetually.
Eternal
Soar, eat ether,
see what has never been seen,
depart, be lost,
but climb.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
Like Vincent, Charles, Oscar, Paul, and Henri
I AM tempted to soar
~ surprising none more than me ~
Via Absinthe
Conservative, risk-aversive, straight-narrow, certainly
I’ve a craving for ether
Yearn to rise up and see
What’s never been
Fear of departure, lest forever lost
I analyze hazards
Consider all costs
Of climbing
And I choose
Drenched, I awaken.
Heart pounds. Heat radiates.
Panicked. Not immune.
Night
was not my friend
devoured peace
entangled
Night was when wicked came
with belt or beer-breath
void of shame
Night was when vile emerged
taunting, haunting
pushed to the verge
Night was when the options, poor
ran through my mind
dared me to unmoor
Night was when I’d pray to sleep
Eternally
Forever deep
Night
That was then
This is
Now
We are friends
Made peace somehow
I am free
Me
Fishing toads from the pool
I AM grateful for the rains
Freeing them from underground abodes
…
*In the Sonoran Desert, Spadefoot Toads emerge from subterranean aestivation to breed.
They love my pool!
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