Transparent Words - Poetry

 

6 Poems by Barbara Phillips

 

   boomerang

 

 

   Balloon                         the boomerang echo

  Observations                sends waves of agitation

  Of                                 through primordial plasma

 Millimetric                   in a universe that keeps

Extragalactic               puzzles in child proof bottle

Radiation                     

And                             cosmology of the universe is

Geophysics                 flat, modern revelation

                                   deja vue, keeps pace

                                   with past history

                                   resists gravitational pulls

                                   towards millennial headlong falls

                                  into tunnels with no exit

 

                                 the question is cactus-fine thorn

                                 in theories that collide

                                become big bangs

                               expel rushes of super novas

                               soon spent in afterburns

                               minds whip into orbits consume

                              themselves in comets of speculation

                             drag race through infinite space

 

 

 

 

circles of deception

 

 

you are not mine to have

but there is no mystery

in your green smouldering eyes smoulder

 

I feel heat rising

when your voice breaks as you

tell me about your heart condition

 

pills your doctor gave you leave

you powerless as Eve’s snake

after the punishment and banishment

 

we walk away from each other

ensnared in circles of deceptions

shackled by tortuous needfulness

 

 

 

fireflies punctuating

 

when you speak
your hands create

 they pass through concrete spaces
around things smooth, complete
plates and cups familiar, functional
for nourishment plainly understood

in sunlit air your fingers shape

runes among ruins long lost

I lose myself navigating pauses

among voice prints while your

 

hands leave messages brief as those left by fireflies

punctuating night-deep moonless skies

 

 

 

Jerusalem lost

 

you demand nothing

but in the smoke of your cigarette

appear the smears of screams

 

blue shards lean into death

above the dazzle of our silhouettes

embers of what we aim to be

 

 

 

what we are together

 

under branches of fallen oak limbs

blue- veined blossoms in breeze

woven tapestry spread to pond edges

 

like a satisfied lover dreaming

of more with one who breathes

warmth along the body

 

gives in to welcome plunders

in valleys where rivers coalesce in desires

pinned between lips that slip wordlessly

 

into pools where they linger

as I linger here among bare branches

where star burst kisses pull me down

 

into you as you are when we lie fallen

raised by what we are together

along limpid wave worn shores

 

 

 

 

 

Knight Of Iced Creams

 

ice cream melts on waffle cone

slips down to my knuckles

wraps itself around my hand

sticky sweet out of place

 

still letting go of itself

to cajoling moist caresses

it slides surrendering

to afternoon glows

 

knight of iced creams

you are rewarded

by stares of passersby

pink pantings of yorkshire terriers

 

as you gently clean away

goo fallen from the mound

tongue on my fingers

you rescue me