jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

Suppositions (One Shot Wednesday)

I gape at turtles dip legs
in a pool the sun
just now deserted.

Tipping on rock
I sway on a shell of suppositions
whether

or not water not light
whets the eyes, whether or not to sip
not to see fills cavities of

empty cages, gaping hearts
that sullen suns disabled
when deserting lovers

dredged the pool
of its clarity and water ebbed
on man-made rocks

where I now teeter, nudging
turtles on rock-edge, my legs dipped
but short on water, my toes

a ginger-spread
stalking my origins
elsewhere.

I mind the rain drowning
in pools or falling on ginger roots–
soon juiced for life—

but I don’t mind it falling
on crackling fire where
raindrops sizzle, the sound of

dying doused,
which props me up still balancing
on turtle back

eternal suppositions
that stilled the pool where I
have gelled.

Posted for One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry blog. Join me and other poets who write verses for love, read those of others, leave a word of encouragement and/or insight with the same love and respect. Post your piece on your blog and sign up in the Mr. Linky list.

December 29, 2010 Posted by | free verse, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 10 Comments