Adventures with Kholi

...because they write awesome things.
asked her to do something with the ditty i started a few days ago, and she turned it into something awesome. i hope she's not opposed to me posting...but it made me yell out loud in class when i read it...so...it needed to be shared with the rest of the world...or at least the 3 people that read my blog.

As soon as she names it, I will tell you what it is called.

I know the sound a heart
Makes before it knows
It can be broken.
i pay attention.
Listen well. Before it breaks
There is some calm-
A waiting out.
And I know these steps
Seem small to you,
All my ways to rain.

"If you cyan't heah, you will feel," warned my mother.

Remember.

I once cracked space and sky
With smile like thunder
All my laughter erupting
Spilling over into sun and
Down to some valley
Hoping
You might notice
Dreaming
Up the most perfect arching rainbows
Backs bent double-over splitting
Gorging their dreams
Bolstering forth a horizon
Untouched
Less conquered.

I bow at the waist
And neck
And knees
Still.
Pray from a churning gut.
Harness up heaven
And hell
Around each wrist.
Sing so I can protect you
From my siren's song.
I pull as you push.
Think sturdy.
I wink in and spit
To the wind.

I make movement of all that is
With a thing some see as ease.
I swear I do
This
For you.
I sunshine
Crooked smiles above
Cloud cover
Carve jagged lightning out from dark.
I love
Hard.
Need harder.
I am no brilliant pot of something
Ready
To be taken.

I move the storm because
I make it.
You don't hear it coming?
Wait
for it.
The weighted snap.
The inversion.
I love
Hard.
I love
Unfathomable
Like a diamond unfolding
wanting needing
allowing someone else to
push past the coal.