Lift the heavens’ paper screens
When I turn my head
And let the bands of day presage
Roads running blue to red
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Tag: time
Fool’s Gold
Few years taken that are not now caught
Beneath a moonsheen’ melancholy
And affrighted sunspots wherever smiles
Might be remembered
The heavens spun insensate and time
Was frittered away as light as dew
As if it too might come again
With every sunset
Yet red skies from the belfry sounded loss
And renewal came only in tales
Falling from pocket worlds
Offering escape
Hourglass
If only to slip through
This curving wall of glass
Wherein life turns and spills
Spills down the warming glass
And my wish beheld is granted
In pressing palms pressing on
Past the gleaming barrier
Made pliable and soft
–
I stand under the torrent
To breathe the passing sights
To marvel and to swift forget
How I watched from the outside
For I have gained the hourglass
Where shimmering sands fall
To bathe my feet, my hips, my neck
‘Til I do not breathe at all
Copyright Elizabeth Cook 2013
Returning
Look for him when the cicadas fade
When the seedpods come unbound
When with every breath and every rain
The fan-shaped leaves fall down
© 2012 Elizabeth Cook
In the Dark
Slanted square of silver light
Stars falling through glass night
Myriad noises, house creaking
No heartbeat but a hand ticking
Dark hush, smell of suspense
The hour is late, the quiet is tense
When all starts— broken apart
By a cuckoo in the dark.
© 2012, Elizabeth Cook
Ethereal
I am a piece of falling light
Briefly I will light your eyes
All form is gone, and yet my
Body will brightly shine
–
Heart to heart and mind to mind
Can you tell, what am I?
Falling fire on angel wings
Or whisper of a buried dream
–
Am I desire of a silent heart
A wish that haunts you from afar
Falling faster, slipping away
Going as night goes to day;
–
Going as time moves its hand
The hourglass of golden sand
In seconds I am out of sight
A flash over the plane of time
–
I am a piece of falling light
Briefly I will light your eyes
You long for me, and yet I
Am falling even as I shine.
© 2012, Elizabeth Cook
Dream of a Thousand Years
If a thousand years were to seem
Mere moments of a dreaming sleep
I, a capsule on tides of time
Might drift and see and wander wide
To explore in flights of fantasy
Imagined worlds and wild things
The adventure fresh when I awake
In this now strangely altered place
The millennia a shadow light
Across my mind and across my sight
So when the future meets my eyes
It might gather up the dreaming guise
And then in fancy I would finally be
The dreamer of a lifelong dream.
© 2012, Elizabeth Cook
