Like lava washing over my body
Heated and stinging the skin
Can’t wait for it to begin
Steam rising in plumes
From the friction of two
Moist and wet and making me a wreck
Like lava washing over my body
Heated and stinging the skin
Can’t wait for it to begin
Steam rising in plumes
From the friction of two
Moist and wet and making me a wreck
The Chinese dragon swept infant’s hopes
underneath it’s flailing mesh body.
The still rising sun omnipresent like a foreign God in the skies
Open your eyes
let the sun trickle in.
I heard a rumour
that the morning’s started.
C’mon, cheer the frowning clouds.
They’re waiting for you.
See the maples and willows frolick
outburst and roaring
the jet gallops and lifts
up through the layer of smog
and the green toy world drops away.
Adam Tod Leverton (atleverton@yahoo.ca)
O kind God
you are the stillness I seek
give me rest from the flames
that lap around me
plunge me into your waters
this night grant me
your peace so that
I may share it with others.
O divine light
holy flame, throbbing out your love,
come to me, burn my lips
so that I may speak your Name.
O Name of the Nameless
O strength of the weak
heal me, wound me and prick me
waves of wind
rippling through a grassy sea
the white shadow of a tiger
slinking by softly…
blinking once you’ve missed him
quickly scanning with your eyes
but still he passes through unseen
invisible now as cloud covers
a once dazzling blue
summer sky.
(I think when you smiled the sun blushed the moon)
I will say goodbye when it is too soon
to grow quiet at your voice of real love.
And I have quit the past. I have enough
There once was this fella named Mitch
Who believed that one day, he’d strike it rich
So, by way of a prank
He tried robbing a bank
But wound up doing a 15 to 25 hitch!
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