In Somnia

In Somnia

Hot sheets
Bore holes in my back
Joints ache to move.
Heart bangs out an even rhythm
Made loud by silence’s noise.
One beat crescendos.
Blood in a waterfall
Rushes
Past ears lying in wait
Listening
Hoping
Waiting
For unconsious to overwhelm
Awareness.
Eyes purposely kept behind
Twitching lids
Knowing if they slip
Open
My friend sleep
Will flee
To the four corners
of the room
Crushing himself
Against edges and ceiling
Trying to escape
Despite my beconing entreaties
To stay with me for the night.
Grand Canyon 2009, Kolkmeyers 007

Mountain Woman

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Sam’s Gap

Mountain woman.
We see her from a distance
Road drawing near to her feet
A ribbon weaving beside
Her toes.
We follow rivers that
Rush beside her
Hurrying to get
Where?

Upward we see her arms
Outstretched in all
Directions.
Flowing robe of velvet green
Draped casually over
Rocky shoulders.
Tendrils of luscious leaves
Make full the valley of her bosom.

Misty cloud lover
Sweeps by her bare neck,
Kissing gently.
She shivers
and the ripples tingle
down.
Disturbing the flow
of rivers
Always in a rush
To where?

Whispy lover
Whispers one more sweet
Nothing
And moves on
To caress the bosom of another
Lovely
Mountain woman.

6/11/13
On the way to Lake Junaluska.