Perle Champion

why and whither to

show me now that child’s eye view

someone put it out

I’ll take any clue

to reclaim that carelessly

lost gem from the wood

when the sun breaks through

its glimmer teases then clouds

hide my path again

we laid the altar
lit fires gathered in circle
faced each direction
made the signs in air
cast words to the elements
the wild hunt begins

poet of no mean

proportion short-lived van gogh

of words bent to self

destruction on paths

to knowing raw pleasure love

parallel of hate

lips a line drawn thin

no resemblance to a mouth

dry laughter dying

pall not here at all

lids distort the sound of eye

winter’s brittle bones

break on siren’s rocks

desperate to leave the bud

finally blossom

I moved soundlessly

yet ears perked at the gates swing

whooo whooo sounded near

who’s not the question

better to ask why instead

I’m not sure old one

yellow eyes took flight

winging up the small hillside

without wings I walked

far away and long
ago there’s a child I used
to know with wide eyes
asking why inside
not out loud but just the same
why we live why die

walking in the rain
jumped in puddles, caught raindrops
on my tongue, got soaked
warm raindrops falling
lured me down from my aerie
’tis all just a tease