whisper where, whisper there

sometimes i believe i can whisper from where i am

and you will hear me from where you are -

this is not ridiculous.

the grass sways with sighs, tickles thighs

sending postcards through pollen, 

and passionate words trapped in firefly jars.

sometimes i trust that you will wonder where i am

and i will know that you are wondering -

where

am

i? i

am

where

the sky meets the sea in a ripple of watercolor

where

the roots meet the tree in a tangle of terrain

i am the rain.

play-a-round

her life is everywhere -

she is a ping pong ball.

she has hit every possible corner.

whatever, though, she enjoys it - 

she enjoys herself.

his life is nowhere -

he is a bowling ball.

he lamely rolls into the gutters.

whatever, though, he wallows in it-

he wallows in himself.

their life is somewhere -

together they are a billiards ball.

the ultimate compromise - hitting edges and rolling into pockets.

whatever, though, they love it-

they love each other's self.

and the game says that no one 

can possibly pass their pool table by

without playing-a-round; take a shot. shoot.