Hammock

Suspended by cords
On a canvas
Reborn
Sketch it out
Draw the mythical
Swing

What a masterpiece
Fibers will paint
A sweet exposé
Still inertia
From bold
Into faint

Free the handle as bone
The ferrule as strength
Constructing a
Passionate muscle
To claim
The life
Of a generous
Saint

At the tips of my fingers
Nothing left here to linger
I dream under covers
In wait

The distance below me
Unknown
The space up above me
Bellows

Reach up into the howl
Every feather of fowl

Displaced
Bows of rain
Without wonder
Will squander
Both scatter about
Dissipate

Slung like a scarf
Swinging couch
Lovers tarp
Swaddled
Intimate
Cloaks
Of restraint

Chainless morning
Is dawning
Sun appears
Without warning

Bright new colors adorning

Now
Bonjour just a
Footstep away

© GÄ

Published by

Geino Äotsch

|B|arber |M|usic |T|ea I am an artist & an advocate. A spiritual lover. Executive Director for ALARK.org Author of Poeticword.com & tHEtERRYtREE.com Creator & Owner at Goldenlungtea.com Music & Hair at Geinos.com