All my old journals were returned to me last week. I discovered this poem in the first journal given to me as a gift. Decided to play around with it, a little bit of love poem and a little bit of Peter Pan.
‘Spin me a ribbon of’ (Juvenilia)
Spin me in a ribbon of
Gold and pearl, wrap me in
Green paper, I will walk to
The star in the upper left
Corner of the page, with you
I will go to the nowhere
Guiding me. Time is not to
Look for futures or timelines
Never maybe occurring. This time
Is for us now and it could
Spill. Drink of the present
Until a gentle intoxication tastes
You. I will smile into the
Whisper by your ears. How soft
It is to lie naked in your arms
We soar above the world and
As found in my first journal received as a gift.
A Young Poet Whispers to Her, …
Knit me a yarn of soft greens and gold,
Goddess, wrap me in blank paper:
I will follow the second star to the right,
I will go to the Neverland you guide me,
No time for the future nor timelines to imagine.
Drink up until intoxication takes us.
I smile into your ear a whisper,
My breath teasing cheek’s down
One heartbeat, leaps…
“How soft it is to lie naked in your arms.”
One heartbeat, jumps…
“We’ll soar above and silence this storm.”