Carlton Lloyd Smith on November 26th, 2009

The now of my existence
is yours

Each shifting present
wades deeper
in waves of
meandering moments,
while encapsulated
entities of past,
created of themselves,
float in a sea of was

Yesterday’s moon
wanes to the
crescent of today,
In heavenly patience
It pulls back the tide
to expose the pristine,
bare beach

It is yet untouched;
It is yet unfulfilled;
It waits,

open and wanting

Carlton Lloyd Smith on November 8th, 2009

I am lighter when I breathe
deep and feel your helium
love fill me

Then, sinking back
into myself as it escapes
I am nourished and enlivened

Filling me like a drug
as it starts to come on
working its way through
my veins and into my mind

Your soft intoxication
dulls the edges of my grief
yet sharpens the clarity
of my purpose

I close my eyes and see you
lighter than air
I could wrap you up
in a plastic red balloon
but I needn’t tie you to my wrist

You will always float nearby