Random Poems |
Birth PoolA dark pool, gloomy and grave Nothing seen in its brown depths Rocks or creatures hidden Around it mountains loom But on a hot day I lower into its coldness Feet slip on slimy rocks Buffett submerged stones and gasp At the cold, enveloping darkness Then understanding its boulders Feeling the pebbled shores I slide in its slickness through luxurious waters Know on naked skin: perfection Together we share the dark pool Skin slides pass skin. As we dance in the cool darkness We create another memory of love This, of course, is a baptism A baptism in the dark earth’s waters Something began here and something ended Here is the possibility of a new body birthing |