Rēinga

at the place of leaping
this is how I want to die:

between earth and sky
tree of paper, tree of stone
blue iris, rainbow dreamcoat
marama mārama

this is how I want to live:
the moon in your bed
in the plainsong of morning
at the glowing edge

this is how I want to die:
the moon my bluff oyster
at the place of leaping
on the way from nowhere

this is how I want to live:
the moon my porthole
rising out of darkness
unpixellated

this is how I want to die:
oh lozenge of love
a lily in the field
dancing across your pathway

eyes like ripening apples
the moon my jewelled handbag
at the birthplace of the four winds
this is how I want to live

[Please note: The above version of the poem was randomly generated on 25 September 2009. It represents just one of millions of combinatory possibilities.]

© Helen Sword 2009