moon batchelder Poems
|281.||The Place Where Poetry Resides||1/14/2007|
|282.||What Trust Is Not...And Is...||9/1/2006|
|283.||A Thousand Lines Of Poetry||8/31/2006|
|284.||Faeries Tell Me Things||9/3/2006|
|285.||! If Only!||1/3/2007|
|286.||(13 X 2) Shine||2/13/2009|
|288.||(dreams Or) Gather Them, Gather Them||8/31/2006|
|289.||! Take Me!||1/9/2007|
Comments about moon batchelder
! Take Me!
take me! reclaim me!
o earth that has made me!
govern my being compleat
til you tame me,
your rhythms to keep,
your intents to pursue.
let me rise with the sun,
maybe cry with the dew,
may i rage with the thunder
and blaze with the noon,
and constantly change
like the face of the moon.
make my heartbeat to flow
with the pulse of creation,
govern each inflowing breath,
til the moment
you teach me to sleep.
then succombing with grace,
may i die in the winter,
by spring take my place
with the myriad ...
Crinkled Tin-Foil Ocean
dazzling 'neath an azure sky at noon
crinkled tin foil; teal and silver hued,
blindingly bright diamonds shining clear
and pure white manes on chargers prancing through
like steeds, released from gates invisible,
rush headlong at the sunlit granite walls;
those steely parapets worn smooth and fair
that loom, in ambush waiting for them there.