Window

by Steve King

© 2020 All rights reserved

I have a favored window.

It draws the light

in tones I wish to see.

It gathers birdsong

from the depths of dawn,

and spills my dreams

upon the evening lawn.

There may be other windows

I might use.

Even rooms without a view.

But here I’ll stay to celebrate,

and ever more to muse.

 A new poem for the 55
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Your speaking moves more than the air

by Steve King

© 2020 All rights reserved

Your speaking moves more than the air, it seems.

I am, with every murmur, shaken too,

transported always where your will requires,

my wishes, resonant at every turn,

attend the lingering strains of your desire.

Much stronger than the weight of loud command,

your musings will demand obedience.

You know that I am helpless to ignore,

and every instant, as I lie in wait,

my urgent station sighs aloud for more.

Suspended like a mote in dim moonlight,

my substance cedes to rapt imaginings,

and, shedding every motive of my own,

I fall upon the pleasures you might bring,

awash, enfolded, no bright charm deferred,

to search again the truth of all your words.


For Writers' Pantry #3 : Poets and Storytellers United 

Word

by Steve king

©2020

All rights reserved

I trace the word, it becomes real

I breathe it to the world

and it is me

as a wind

sounding to the vaults of the earth

to stir a light within my every sense

I say and it is so

embracing now the distant things

even to the sun

brings them now to me

and I will now possess one meaning more

Dark air excites

and the quelled leaves

and the grasses

Each stone on the mountain

pebbles in the valley

waters will not then be still

I cannot know and will not care

who else may feel or see or know

or who would scoff or smile sly

And do not shrink from declination

or designs of their desires

How may I shrink from a new truth

the truth’s effect

the truth’s intent

that keeps me for an object

the light of truth

the truth of light

that even lamps the catacomb

that shall inscribe the stars