Copyright 2000 Katherine McLean
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Beware of the Sky
Beware of the sky,
With its neverending dome,
You might fly to high,
In awe of tranquility.
Walk on the pale road,
Amongst the other busy heads
Seek the heavy load
That crushes the rose to dust.
Scuffles and Shouts
Scuffles and shouts
imerse the thick air
of hurried shadows.
Car Collision
The radiance of afternoon sunlight,
Like blue of fires that pierce the anxious skin,
Burns through the window at the red stoplight.
I stare, with sweat on eyes, go back to when--
The daisy’s white petal you always plucked.
And then, the dark curtain began to fall,
The blue, swift jay dived down: I quickly ducked,
In pool of blood you float by Love’s mind wall.
As I am here, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes,
They watch and move with ease, pick pock, pick pock,
Behind the tented windows of disguise,
My love, you leave me to the eyes that mock.
The thick, dry, choking air and engines’ chant,
The wheels are shrieking as you fade; I can’t.
A Special Place
The simple sky becomes a blue dome
You inhale the mist from the ocean foam
Sand mounds spread out from under your feet
Sky and ground make ocean where they meet
The gentle breeze dances with your hair
Your mind empties into peaceful air
All your anger and fear fade away
Your thoughts join into pure joy today
Radiant sun beams down on you face
Thoughts of time disappear into space
You ask how a single being could
Make this, but he did and it was good.