July 18, 2010

An Image

An image
something growing
deep inside
buried in intestinal sludge

where tears and fears unite
amorphous shapes
songs crying
to be released

An image
apples hanging
listening to whispers

1 comment:

Roger Cramer said...

Hi Jim; THanks for lunch and for these terrific poems and drawings. And the latter are made even richer having seen how you do them today. YOur poem reminds me of a line from the Psalms, "Keep me O Lord as the apple of your eye, hid me under the shadow of your wing." Keep those poet muses will fed with your delicious breads!!