FLYING AND REMEMBERING

I wrote a letter to you once

The lines too long and weedy

A trying hard to spell things out

I left it just there bleeding

So, in tiny bouncy rhyme

Return to raging river

And trust in playful conscious beats

That music truth delivers

My Budding breathing trampoline

I bounce atop your words

And spring beyond the skinny line

With riches more incurred

Speed and deed and source direction

Tripled by momentum

From your lived elasticity

Your pointed circumvention

Now I'm a thousand wickered light

That charges from its purpose

My audience is my source and end

It jolts alive my circus

So every time each word Love sends

By wind in my direction

Reignites a flame to burn

Off anchors, chained ascension

But both sides now - our common song

Sunday church a' teaming

Air and dirt, prance and pause

A flying and remembering.

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I haven't waxed poetic enough

Told you how much I love you

Showed you what you've given me

What I must now grow into

I haven't flown as high as you

The way you seem to go

This brown balloon has string that hangs

From things loved long ago

But as I speak myself to you

My flaming throng of one

I hope you feel my both-sides-now

And know as yours I come