Posts Tagged ‘Air’

I exit my house

and walk out to

where I know it is quiet.


I’m the only other human

being here- all else is trees, and air.

I look up at the sky,

which always seems to give me

a new perspective.

One day, I went out,

and the World Struck my Eye-

the Hills- the Grass- pleaded-

and I could only comply


by venturing forth

into the Warm air-

this solace, like Eternity,

was not simple- but- Fair.

Where once was sighing-

the great cave opening

to a three-quarter moon;

white stalactites and stalagmites

shaped like gravestones;

a pink worm

pressed to the cave floor,

hiding its red underbelly;

air escaping in a hollow hiss-


the dark round emptiness of

it remains, and

the cave walls are close

but not touching,

and there is

no movement.

The Intonation- of the Wind-

scraped against my Ear-

but what Fortune that it was

the Last thing I would Hear-