Thursday, May 3, 2018

joyful thoughts and tender mercies


          (it’s only words and words are all i have to take your heart away     

          - the bee gees)

 

the ice has melted in the sea

islands are gone, shorelines recede

mountain base becomes the shoreline

mass migrations redesign

 

deserts become our new home

with new found rains they bloom and grow

ships can’t harbor in the new bays

old building tops are in the way

 

segregation, poverty, gone

we all pitched in and got along

building, planting, making new signs

“communal coffee” was my design

 

we walk within local fauna

it’s still hot here like a sauna

my fingers trace your sleeves of white

i kiss your lips and feel alright

 

in old weather we were together

you stayed my wings and i your feathers

amid new tasks all that i asked

was time each day where i could bask

 

in your beauty, debut screening

knowing survival isn’t meaning

to rise above in arms of love

takes us higher than any dove

 

can fly in skies of sustenance

of this one thing i am convinced

whatever change may rearrange

sweet love has no rate of exchange

 

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