Member Poem

My breath at night’s billowed and wet
On the arc of the moon’s pale-yellow pupil
Floating by with alluring force as the
Eddies of my love’s eye quadrupled

The bare energy of my mind explodes
At the touch of her lip's blithe utterance
Of pendulous stars and Earthly omens
So entirely beguiled by her trance

Strike the match of your anomalous soul
Because fall’s climbing up the fences
Sound the treble of your heart
My wish to know is relentless

About the towns I walk intense as
The sting of your glower’s saucy venom
Because fall’s climbing up the fences
As milkweed clusters soil my denim

I count the victims under the spell
As I lay with you and drink your wine
Till the sky rain’s indeterminately
The salt and pepper of your design

Strike the match of your anomalous soul
Because fall’s climbing up the fences
Sound the treble of your heart
My will to grow is relentless.

MFH