By S. A. Leech

Ghost

Death is a stepping stone in a puddle.

Times a box of tubes.

What World?

What word?

All it takes is one second.

All it took was two.

The pointer.

The feeler.

The crying sky.

Sun stained air.

Rainbow chaser.

Explode or implode.

Blue.

Autumn

An autumn tree cracks the air.

Climber glances.

Second chances.

Swaying bodies stand on the crackly brown leaves.

Misty breathing bluest skies.

Branches shake laughter quake.

Not a sound from the cold hard ground.

Bright sun beaming long shadows.

Dogs run on the hilly horizon in a scattered morning forest.

Bouncy ball fall.

All clapping all.

Landing tall.

Bric-a-brac river

Put a hat on the universe

and a ring around the Earth and Moon.

Float the Sun

and let angels give birth.

Polish the trumpets as the trumpeters play.

And tie laces on children’s shoes.

Around the day tie a ribbon, tails rests on eye lids sleeping.

Peeping to reach beyond deaths gates and breathe.

Tidal out post on the bric-a-brac river coast.

Overlap

The world is a key ring.

Smash the record.

Mix each side.

Stylus the infinite.

Lost in a mine feeled.

Looking up to clouds.

Release spiritual helium from anchor.

Blind and deaf navigator of
temperatures and emotions.

Partners

We walk the Earth as angels before Heavens.

Many small changes in big clouds.

Sun shine melting shattered feelings.

We breath our air.

Our breeze blends Our skin.

Relax for you to touch me.

Ladies and gentlemen introducing emotional explorers.

Parallel magnetism.

Holding hands.

I feel quietly present.

Adjoining journeys


A glass and mirrors levels maze slowly spins in zero gravity.
Reach the soft warm light.
I am the skeleton key.

Soul

Eternal bubble,

container of infinite contents.

Adjusting shape and size.

Bubbles in body.

Body in bubbles.

Lines and crossings.

Stepping stones for lives.

Oh

Air blow,

Seeds sow,

Water flow,

Sun glow,

Plants grow.

V’s

Health V’s wealth.

Breath V’s death.

Machine V’s growth.

Need V’s greed.

Hat V’s weather.

Flow

The world limits the body.

Nobody feels.
Imagination means
anything cause

and

anything effect.

Feel rather than see and hear.

Feel or why?

Survival

Organizing organs.
I feel alone.
Not aura feeling untill I feel 100%
or
I feel 100% and not aura feeling.
You don’t feel.
Until I touch you.
Not aura feeling until we feel 200%
or
we feel 200% and not aura feeling.
I see you or I hear you.
I need you and you need me.
I practice my adverts.

Primative

Skull cuddling blood sponge quite brain pulsating.
Speechless mouth.
Electric switched off.
Seeing wordless.