Running into the Roar

The lions parade as I run into the roar.
You stand at the shore throwing pebbles and feed off the blackened coals.
waves without sound.


© Nov 19, 1993 Sonja J. Phinney

Hid Against The Distant Sky

And then, surprisingly
we were engulfed
as if in a giant wave
pulled from our toes
and fingertips.
Destined to hide against the distant sky.
Dis-releasing
Unfathomed light.

The highway jerked
and we were all back on this wild ride
of bump and glide
open wide
with a new fuse.

Nerves though the land tubes
Cut off from inside.
The dull thump reminding us of what holds our pieces in the wider universe.

© 11-June-2012 Sonja J. Johnston

Pearls and Silver

I hugged a dream off you.
It's river ran right through me,
breathing oxygen and light.

I saw your barn
and I watched the barn wood
and drift wood
turn into pearls
and silver.

I hugged a dream off you.
I hugged a dream off you.

I took it home with me
It danced inside of me
Spoke of the mystery.

Threw its web around
Strung up and now
bound like so many
that continue their destiny.

Escaped to the cliffs,
Pulled from the depths.


Did you hug a dream off me?
What there did your mind see?

What unlocks us from our jail cells
Can be so simple
If we only knew how simple.

Two passing souls
throwing off threads


I touch the barn wood and drift wood
And they turn into pearls and silver.



© Sonja J. Johnston 04-Jun-2012