holi in my soul

On the back of the crest
Creeps the fall
To the sound of crashing waves
In the play of eternity

The furious cavalry charge
Rising every moment
To a rapturous peak
Is suddenly
Brought to its knees
With the fort so close
The shore beneath its feet

And the broken waves return
To the slumber of the deep
Where in the womb of mermaids
They are nursed to sleep



There is the small of the back
And then there is the big about it
Keeping my eyes on the one
I can explore
the ramifications of the other thing


by the riverside
in cool glades
if the goats of spring
will find their feed
the goatherd then
god bless him
must be allowed to
help himself to
what he needs

im a regular carnivore
with a bird’s metabolism
im the wisest of beasts
with the metaphysics of
a tadpole