god spelled differently is...

sky so blue it aches
an arc, uncontained

earth turning, asking

lightening striking

perfect bliss
broken glass

what is desired and avoided

your footsteps
your echoes

heavy lidded eyes of the diety

looking out from inside you
and me

good work, loving souls

swift kicks, open doors
all god

lahc 7/29/15

dream logos #1

demi-gods of carved quartzite

refract like many mirrors

vigilant, not cautious,

noisy

playing

words from a song  over and over

over soaring bright birds that the eye can follow

over dark pine-sapped conifers.

jangling keys  and piano teeth

reverberate  in the depths, echoes of  re-invention.

the great  sleeping mind

vast in it’s mythic undertakings,  shivers in the path of the comet’s tail.

there are infinite awakenings

like a chrysanthemum unfurling again and again

a message, a key, a puzzle, a small flame

what is it

some kind of  boundless vessel

spinning in the void

ignited by falling sparks?

©2001 leslie anne hinich cochran