How Bones Feel

together
like dry kindling and hungry fire
like full fire and eager air
like clingy air and cool water
like glitter water and thirsty earth
like yearning earth and welcome sky
like starry stars and nitey-night
like secret night and tender love
like burning love and full desire
together.

i think i know
what my clothes feel like
when I put them on,
fill them out and move, inside them,
them wrapped around me
in warmth, softness
scratchy sibilance singing
socks sliding over feet

and when I met you
I felt like my clothes feel
after,
and all full and moving and powerful…

when I’m with you
I know how bones feel,
inside bodies
moving, running,
free and full of being
full of knowing

I know how kindling feels
when it is near fire,
shivering, eager
enamored and wanting
to be thrown and thrown and thrown,
burn free, be undone

I know how the silver spear-point
diamond-shiny and sleek
feels with the weight of that shaft
so smooth,
so long,
so heavy,
pushing it thru air
to pierce dead center every time
and know you are following
solid and substantive
and remaining there
behind when I am buried.

we work together
thru much
we walk together
thru more
together

9 thoughts on “How Bones Feel”

Such a fun new way to look at bones.

charissagrace

September 24, 2014 at 4:42 AM

thanks!! It occurred to me as I was moving about, that my bones were delighted!

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LOVE love love this!!! ❤

charissagrace

September 24, 2014 at 10:46 AM

Thank you Lynda! It was just oh whooaaa as I wrote it…you know? that feeling when a poem is just happening before your eyes?? Some of the turns it took just astonished me, humbled me to be typing them.

Truth is? It makes me laff to think I write poems…I ought to always say “I write poems DOWN!” giggles

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Oh. my. gosh.

This may be a new favorite.

It is like a thousand silken strings from your pen to my heart.

And this:

“i think i know
what my clothes feel like
when I put them on,
fill them out and move, inside them,
them wrapped around me
in warmth, softness
scratchy sibilance singing
socks sliding over feet

and when I met you
I felt like my clothes feel
after,
and all full and moving and powerful…”

Masterful ❤