no need of a mouth the words are everywhere...

syn(a)esthesia ... my friendly companion
i am wary...
i have not been so permeable in a time
and the wild is as lovely as I remember it

i ride the tides of moon and ocean
no need of a mouth
the words are everywhere

i am waterbug
i am smoke
i am a shy girl in a strange plaid coat
that used to be a blanket

4 comments:

Hopper said...

the words here move like smoke... smoke in a soft and barely noticeable breeze... rising... curling... falling... dissipating... dissolving... distilling...

human being said...

beauuuutiful!


thought the link "a shy girl in a..." would direct me to a photo or a special post by you... but it was just a link to your blog...

this changed my perspective... and also the significance of coat and blanket... in a very inspiring way...

love to you

Fern said...

shy girl in a strange plaid blanket/coat..this sets in my belly like 1973 and a grilled cheese sandwich from the Woolworth's counter.

Harlequin said...

Fern- your comment brought me back to my own Woolworth's counter....but it was a chocolate soda...but it was more like 1964....

HB ..once again I am foiled ( I just a moment ago typed "foiked" and fixed it as you see, but I decided to keep it here in parentheses... maybe it is Freudian) by my beginner techie skills ... or lack thereof... I wanted to take the reader to my January 16, 2009 post...but alas...
perhaps you can visit there when you get the inclination.

Hopper...thanks for these lovely felt sense comments... you get it...as usual