Shrink

Demons writhe deep
In catacombs, in rotting
Scales and mottle, salient,
Sentient. And not.
Each rough breath, whistle,
Chortle, growl, ascends
Along their jagged route,
Tormenting wisps at ends
Reminding edges of their wits,
Reliving partly party to their
Fits of ranting, fits of sneaking,
Stealing bits of maybe joy.

And now, as mountain Morla lives,
Fresh breath a threat to dark and deep,
Each orc retreats, a caterwauling thing,
But sea's calm skein and sky's
Bright moon, and all the stars
Abounding in the beauty there!
Alms and arms enfolding, chemistry
Retraining, crystalize a blanket,
I can win this battle. Here,
Let's coax them out to play!

Comfort Food

Warm gratitude flows,
Mashed potato volcano walls undone,
My plate of love fills. I
Can't even eat, enjoy:
I want to carry, enfold you,
Keep you safe and say
In more than words (there are no words)
Your words, the way you made
My plate appeal,
Though not everyone wants
Volcano overflowed,
But instant mash and love
Is you and me,
And I am overwhelmed.
Overturned.
And hungry.

Some Say You May Fly

Oh, treasured mite!
That intervening, were I brave enough,
Could what accomplish? Safety?
First, a token. Thought's unraveling twist
Betrays our moment, tiny love; it's
Gone.

Through tears' mist I saw you after,
Hesitating, play. And brave, but
Damaged all the same!
What have I done, by just
Not doing?
Fearsome bitling, slay that crinkle!
Fang aloft, and howl for now,
defenses cornered have you
Locked.

Ah me, soft petal, had you a
Chance to learn, a time of
Understanding! Fain elected
By unknowing cuts and closure,
All apart they've rent us both:
My broken heart / your broken
Feet.