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foehn
foehn
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our love is long fingers      confusion about
cold and warmth in skin      hair in little loops
which catch and hold     sweet musky puffs of breath
powdery slide and plastic cling     cumulus thoughts
and cirrus words     

thirsty palms and aching lips     bones wanting out
teeth wanting in, equivocating nails     embarrassed
feet and dying buttons     fainting cloth     long draughts
of liquid air     strong and sudden gusts in high branches
darkening

thoughts of wet sand
words of brittle basic clay     bulging blood
sweating blood     trembling shifts from center
ideas folding up     further darkening     first spatters
and a new smell

hurried movement
warmth that is too cold     moist that tingles
slip and push and pull     waxy hair and in
and thickness in     and flash and flash
and a drum in the head

till the torrent finds
a steady pace and sheds wave on wave
of life to the land      our love is thus
wave on wave     and thus     life to the land
till a last hard wave

comes tearing down     a crash
from nowhere     another crack
and the lights go out     shudders off
shrinking     everything dripping in the
funny light     moves away     beautiful     to return

foehn
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foehnfoehnabout 19 years agoAuthor
[edited since original posting]

I've edited this poem since first submitting it. Where there were once semicolons, there are now spaces. It's less "semicolon happy" now... but gappy! LOL

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
really nice :)

In my opinion, much more poetic than Beginning the Journey. The poem is a little semicolon happy, though. :)

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