Poem

 

Poem

 

… there on the branch just out of reach

branches as other hands fingers splayed

swayed by the current under the surface of sky

 

and stretching as if you could touch

and by touching know and knowing say

the words like water like air   a breath   a reprise

 

under the surface of sky swayed by the current

fingers splayed as other hands reach

just out of touch there on the branch

 

stretch as if you could say and by saying

touch and touching know the current

to breathe the water the air like words …