Come Awake Love

if we look
with kindness on all creations–
to the one in the mirror, say,
hey, I love you with every molecule
of space, in every twist of time,
with passionate ignited soul

I love you like the breath that
refuses sleep. Come awake, come awake
love. And in this predawn opening gambit:
sacrifice sleep now. Insight-

seeds land where I’ve been weeding
every morning, diligent
respect. Whispering as I expose
each deep root, thank you, for
saving a different me. Bask in the light
that always comes after darkness has scoured
forbidden places with its pitiless claws.


Last Dance

The earth considers

herself sunlight-

dancing full-moon-passionate 

tangos with hurricane-twirls.  

Spinning in the rising heat, 

shoulder-shrug pause

an earthquake-scratch 

at the man-tumor rash

spreading. Awake,

humming, she shakes out her

long volcano-hair, concocts 

her sixth sleeping-potion.


Inspired by a prompt at dversepoets to write a 44-word quadrille using “earth.”