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Puddles

IMG_0078There are forests in puddles

In the forest when it rains

 

If you resonate inside reflections

Slipping past surfaces to inside out

 

Find a perfect oblique angle

Jump with intention

 

You’ll fall into the sky

Of the upside down

 

If it turns out you don’t

Splashing in puddles is always fun

 

 

David Trudel     ©  2013

Image by the author, taken with an iPhone 5

 

 

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Onion

Each discovery

Each peeled back layer of tear inducing

Onion skin wrapping

Surprises me

And yet not really

Since it all feels so

Right

Familiar

Similar

Yet different

In a mixed up

Crazy kind of way

 

Esoteric interests

Growing like the weeds between the paving stones

Of our acculturated minds

Commitments, the mortar holding us in place

Moments of revelation

And release

As we dance across

This coldlit room

No touching here

Strictly clinical approaches

But through my craft and blameless art

(Never sullen)

I have contrived through artifice and rank desire

A place for Eros to conspire

 

So we do

Conspire and inflame

Discover thoughts we thought were lost

Discover feelings never named

 

And as the onion sharpens tongue and drives the tear

That tracks my cheek

I feel you so near

Through time and space’s equilibrium

So a wormhole

Must appear

To send you on your way to me

 

 

David Trudel    ©  2012

 

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