Almedia Knight Oliver
Almedia Knight Oliver Poems
A Rush Of Wild Wind
Love is like a wild wind
Am I just a howling wildness?
or maybe a howling triumph!
Twirling and twisting into a knot
Ought I pull this way or not?
Head spinning, heart running,
and I'm following its path.
Oh sweet heart see the flowers
hanging over the picket fence,
five lovely petals crying
In the never-ending heaven hangs
as many shinning stars as angels!
Having slept nights alone
Desire crests, overflowing
waves over waves
Sitting alone on the riverbank
Pondering the long dive ...
'Ah, Happy Days'
Happy days rapidly washed ashore.
My worth a mixture of sediments on the ocean floor…
The mind made its departure; leaving the body evermore
Churning in the turbulent, rising and waning, somewhat
like the tie that binds life and death dyad…
Mushroom clouds form above and as tasteless as
All the mushrooms I dislike…
Then, the blue-sky coughs and cries, fear chocks
Still, I string words together to make sense of