Sunday, June 27, 2010

Raining Frogs

Raining Frogs
 
I don't know much about frogs.
Water carried in skin and structure.
Compromise from fish to lizard.
Squishy science project redolent of formaldehyde.
I am not like that.
Surging ahead on time with a plan.
More Earth than Water.  More Air than Earth.
My mind's in the stars; see me waving from
constellations, from outside.
 
Outside of time, deep roots of imagination.
Totem tales inspire awe -- gaping chasms.
We know we will fall, always, forever.
Sacrifice, the price for salvation -- no One will
love us, sad, ugly, cruel.  Shriveled sacks of DNA,
bow to slaughter.  Daughters of destiny weep
even without knowing why.  None dare question.
It is given.  It is taken.
 
Today it is raining frogs.
Vast dark plops from Heaven's
lotus ponds.
Cracking bones, gushing blood,
revel in mortality.
Wiping new born guts from my vision,
I marvel.  A gaping cavern opens in
my mind.  It is clear, my plans must change.
The life I wrote them for buried in amphibious waste.
 
June 27, 2010

1 comment:

靜怡 said...

如此動感的blog!!!.................................................................