NEW POEM: The Bright Wind

"Forget me," you said,

as the bright wind carried you

up the blue-facet mountain.

"Love another."


The sun came to me and I danced in his flame.

Flowers took root in my scorched flesh.

Everything in me turned its face

to his light, and grew, and lived.


The moon came to me and I dreamed

open-eyed in her silvery glow,

until I too was vast and delicate.

We whispered the secrets of mist

and of starlight, the truths

that shine in darkness.


I would not give them up for you-

not you, with your blue crystal face,

your dispassionate regret.


So tell me why I wake, in the moon's glow,

in the sun's heat, feeling the sapphire

under my fingers, the mountain's shadow.

Tell me why I chase that bright wind

that could never have carried me.


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