Soul-Splitting

I set my soul loose for our love.
Our histories lifted to the clouds.
Shells of our selves were then acknowledged
Through the halls and crowds.

They watched the book open
And while the pages were written,
There was a hiccup and a chortle,
A wheeze and a grin.

We took it on and threw it out
Reflecting our energies to
Beggars and old women.

Now we are passengers here
Riding through smoke rings
Throwing coal and blowing steam
Through the windows.

I will always remember that day
blue-eyed in perfect enzo.

Getting my toes caught up in mud
And my mind full of love.

Bitten by the magic of it all
Even with a misguided Shaman leading us to water;
Angels were hovering all around,
Waiting in youthful tender.

Where are we now
As two souls look down?

I see them some days through the willows
Laughing like Greek lovers.

© 02-Apr-2007 Sonja J. Phinney (for Chris)

Systemic

A drunken user now stares at your
foreign shape,
but is unable to conjure
up anything.

Ozone to Stone.
He was dispatched back to
Babs after failing to meet
the demands of life outside
the brothel.

Life's wardrobe dressed itself
while you climbed back into the
womb of sorrows.

God knows, we tried to shine the
light in that dark place.

© 11-May-2011 Sonja J. Johnston

Slow Going

Take it with ease
A cool breeze.

Fingers touch on top of rock
No sugar
Taste of Wood
And past remembrances.

My feet held in a direction
before me here.

Jump rope steady.

A swing of the hand
And glance of the eye,
Subtle in understanding.
Born with a crescent lip.

Would you taste the direction?
And take it past.

I'm just turning the flame around

Slow going.

© 1988 Sonja J. Phinney (for Koyo Marrow)

Goodbye Lover

My mind can throw
Further than the stone
Leave my head alone.

When asked at night,
Can see
Further than the light.
You can go on home now.
It's ok to be alone.

It's over
Goodby lover
Run through the branches
and live again.

Let go
Go on home
It's better to live alone

And remember this too is love.

© 1989 Sonja J. Phinney