On the Water

Distance
the sky cries out  
pouring over liquid thoughts
as beads form
settling
comfortably  
on leaves
dripping only
to quench
what part of parched
dies
from thirst


Waves
form oceans of time
and riding the crest
in my memory
touches
soft
whet appetites
horizon lines
paddling on
this soul sacred surf
beating
back time          

Reviews

[M]

I liked it as it was interesting to read :)