Poem 87: Sounds Like

sounds like

the softening sharp

of a cloud island sky

the clapping blue

of a land galleoned sea

the gentle dark

of a blanket spun night

the trembling peace

of a child sighted day

the opening gate

of a million star mile

the kissing white

of a dove led swan

the warming spread

of a secretly given sun

all in our moments picture
love, flowing on
in the muted distance
of the crying wind
running on in dreadful knives
with mountains, cities
and giant dolphins to go
love, in the hail thundering wake
of the kings perfect fool.