earth brown.
dirty ground
and the sound
of wooden insturments
come strumming now.
beating heavily
sending me steadily,
the drumbeat of their
overturned bowls
heartbeat of these
wise old souls.
rock of ages.
stoned to birth?
Hence I call
my Mother Earth.
air head.
you're still in bed?
you're lying there dead
but still breathing.
cloudy blue
and billowy too
eternally escalating upward
you're
emanating oxygen
and your
stairway lies on the whispering winds
fire buyer.
hot as hades
better not lay these
matches where they may land
in the wrong hands.
ashes by flashes.
and dust to lust.
a flicker at dawn
is a shambles by dusk.
glowing embers
transform the spark
into so much more
and leave their indellible mark.
it's the grandest illustration of
potential.
watery deep.
crystal blue and
seaweed green
tidal wave and sireen.
healing bath or salty pond
water lillies to sail upon
frog and fly
and kelp and reed
are all reborn
when mixed with seed.
home to mallard
swan and dove
I push to keep my head above
and stroke
against the sea.
ether reefer.
polyester
the only power to
make things better.
Spirit or Force
or Soul or Game
it means the same
by any name.
it's attitude
it's thine and mine!
it's all that you can't leave behind.
it's Divinity
and proof of link
to Gods and Godesses
I think.
These 5 are yours
so have no fear.
it's all elementary,
my dear.