Saturday, September 24, 2005

A Merman ponders Katrina

Dedicated to New Orleans, 2005, Katrina (aka CAT IN A)

NEPTUNES RECLAIMATION

A dark liquid sky smashes particles of prizmatic sands
as Neptune reclaims the domain it once preserved;
Severed fingers in the dike fail
bringing a watery grave to those that remain.

Cat In a tree stuck in a tangled branch of a limb
stands near the bridge where Grandma escapes
with her little lives and new futures in tow.

The mermaids of Neptune watch from afar
ready to find the survivors with weary souls
offering inspirations, light yet undiscovered.
Blue martinis wait; ready to shed their glow.

A footprint of Neptune leaves a new shade of water
casting new shadows;
at new angles;
crossing the threshold of singularity
to Inspiration.

Friday, September 16, 2005

keenly in your absence

listening to Aretha sing about a tryst at a dark street's end
apple ambrosia touches my lips and I taste your mouth
i feel you keenly in your absence, imagine you pressed to me
a single spark the point between lightness and dark
the brilliant moment when we come together
the shadow remaining when we fall apart
the shadow of my longing the perfect complement
to the moment of brilliance when we collide

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

shadows belong to light

my tall graceful swimmer sent me this. My mermaidy self loves it.


Silence to Light
Light to Silence
The threshold of their crossing is the Singularity
is Inspiration
(where the desire to express meets the possible)
is the Sanctuary of Art
is the Treasury of the Shadows
(Material casts shadows, shadows belong to light)

Friday, September 02, 2005

A MERMAIDS LAMENT

Sea is always a nice place to be
for I am a mermaid.
A waterery world where I live and play,
always soft and dreamlike and a shadowy deep,

During the full moons
I long for the earth above,
a place with firm earth,
a connection with a partner
that does not drift away at unexpected moments

So close and yet...

A hundred feet away
and utterly untouchable;

dreaming:
hands against hands,
fingers to wrists,
longing for a nearby tryst,
a way around this locked up place
seeking out a space to stretch
where arms and legs
and bellies and lips
can come together head to toe,
entangled for an hour or so

jigglefish and mermfins

A blue particle streaks to a deep place well below
where the jigglefish and the mermfin play
a realm where the aquatic passion fruit thrive
revealed by their bubbles rising

a jigglefish occasionally nibbles on the mermfin
in fanciful delight awaitng time til it is right
mirrored worlds come together soon