Wednesday, November 08, 2006

if I were wild

if I were wild
I would wake
in the cradle of the sky

stretch long
into the morning
and shake

if I ran wild
the mud between my toes
would speak

my shoulders would carry
the drifting snow

the moon
would cry out
in my voice

and in my belly
the sun
would crackle and shine

3 Comments:

Blogger MB said...

I love this one! The imagery in your poems is so vivid.

Thursday, November 9, 2006 at 5:38:00 PM EST  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

"If I ran wild/the mud between my toes/would speak..." fantastic!! Excellent poem!!

Sunday, November 12, 2006 at 7:28:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

mb--You are so good to me--I am touched...

Pat--I was hoping someone would like that line! Thanks for noticing...I wasn't sure if it would hit the mark, it's so great to get feedback!

Sunday, November 12, 2006 at 9:44:00 PM EST  

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