January 8, 2013

  • Of the Tides

    My head turns to thoughts of the Moon
    The Full, the Crescent, the New
    I think of the Moon’s oblong Tide that rolls across our planet
    Not stopping at the ocean’s edge but continuing across plains, mountains and Man.
    Tugging on water, granite and skull as it makes its way around Earth captured paths.
    Raising and lowering
    Stretching and shrinking
    Day in and day out 
    Performing a constant celestial massage on all things of this world.
    Forming and changing shores, mountains and minds.
    Bringing spring tides or slack waters

    DSS.

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