I Poet

I feel 
The touch of your smile 
Like Cello Suite No.1 in G major 

Rhymes hang heavy 
In translucent tears
Eyelashes tickled 
By star visions 
Orion and Artemis 
In sky’s eternity 

From trauma 
I make poetry
Dreams are like 
Scattered leaves 
On an autumn wind 

There’s hesitation 
In my thoughts 
Like a broken melody 

I listen like birds listen to the sky 
My fingers wrap their 
Aquamarine wisdom 
Blossoms quiz the sun
Wild flowers burn the horizon 
Meteors burst in the hills 

My page waits 
For the rawness of my words.