geology – The Poetry Patio

The Cloud

Written as a tribute to Shelley’s The Cloud on the 200th anniversary of his death Once I floated with heavy chokeabove these plains,poison laden, a viscous cocktailof ash and gasabove a boiling sea of rock My sisters rained to cool its wrathwho responded with a hissand a blackening visagethat would capsize if itcould only reachContinue reading “The Cloud”

Personal Geology

Some daysI amstrong, firma mountain risingfrom the rich strata of my yearsThere is no pastNo abandoned bedrockNo memoryOnly now Other daysthe mighty hammer fallsbreakingoff a cliffexposing evidenceof suffering’s transgressionsedimentshiddenbeneaththat would be ripefor erosionif I would let them surface Concealedmy mantle boilsawaiting metamorphosis:time, press the layers togethertransform thembond themwith the fingerprint of gloryshining at my coreContinue reading “Personal Geology”