Then You Walked By

march-iceHe was desert.

I, so thirsty, swallowed sand

Until I mummified.

He was iceberg.

I, so frozen, craved his warmth

Til all was numb inside.

Then You walked by –

Waterfalls and rip-tide seas

That made these cracked lips burn.

Summer Sunburst

Melted rivers, carved new clefts,

Uncovered long-dead urns.

And oh! the pain

As figments of sandcastles

Collapsed beneath my toes.

And oh! the ache

As Light revealed the chaos

I’d buried deep with snow.

You are water.

I, so thirsty, drink You in,

Til my cup overflows.

You are Sunshine.

I, so frozen, snuggle deep,

And Your arms hold me close.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Quench

Liquid refresher course, learning by osmosis, a study in cyclical science;

Draped in cloak of geometric beauty, abacus adding drip to drop.

Verbs, how I love you, let me count the ways in which

You personify perfection in your description;

Suit action to word, and call it like

It is – trickle, plop, ripple,

Dazzle, drizzle,

Quench.