divisions of the soul

no more the windswept song of
eternal love
forever
endless
bliss
now love amid the vacant lot
on heads of pins
shared with the mummers
frantic dance
but then again
i falter
balanced ballerina
....swan lake sentinal

each arm like gesture of me wings
mere scant reflections of your flutter
deep within my breast
the heart
the heart
still stands the moon
winged creature of the night

were I the wind
I'd set your soul to flight
but creature of the sea
am i
accursed with wings
and fins as
daughter of the eve ning
rising from the depth
to greet
laviathon's mer mate
who with a gesture
stirring breakers
fills the lungs of alchemy
with silent callings
much to high and shrill
to court sly eyes
coy smiles
no coo like siren's song
or sigh like billowed sails

and yet
the very being knows this form holds true
and clasps
and spirals
paintings like a lover
counting golden means by number
soothing sorrows
under all the poet's hand and pen