Significations

I forgot why I came here today
and so arrived with naught to give;
except memory reflected in my eyes
an excessive drumbeat in my chest,
and a rapturous song of release.

Life drips from my fingers -
grabs images etched inside my lids,
echoes the secret silent rush of
temporal forces rising from deep cells;
swirling into a melange of existence.

Reveling in the physical touch,
I know why we were given this chance
to dive into these oceanic senses
and drown beneath the undulating fire.
Surrender to absolute tide.


© 2003 Melissa Songer

Marooned

out of the murky sea
onto illusive ground
without refuge

furtive as an insect
seeking the recesses
of jumbled rock

the midday sun unveils
the jaggedness of
a wizening oasis

born of frustration
like a child confronted
with intractability

looking for
culminations that
erode the beachhead

perpetually lapping
the enduring sand


© 2003 MJS