Poem by Robert L. Martin


 

Steam

Your sensual moves, your massive powers
Your primal sorcery, your sunken towers
Your steamy stories at nature’s playground
Rising from the north going southward bound

You fly out of volcanoes like frightened birds
Like hungry lions chasing scattered herds
You add power to power and speed to speed
Going to places where all adventurers lead

In the face of beauty you ascend to the highest
Where eagles take flight and build their nest
You flood the heart with a passion’s brew
You turn a wise man into a bewildered fool

Your rise up from tombs with your banners blazing
You offer to the spirit sweet nectar’s glazing
Life is a bitter planet touched by frozen hands
A spot reserved by fate where passion lands

You hover over wedding beds with the softest wings
Reciting love’s heated ritual with a spirit that sings
You scatter seeds and hope that love is growing
As wild rivers from quiet streams in their flowing
You are life as you move into new places
You are the steam that gives life to all faces

 

"Ivey and Windows" © Edward S. Gault

“Ivey and Windows” © Edward S. Gault

 

Robert L. Martin’s writings have appeared in Mature Years, Alive Now, Wilderness House Literary Journal, Poetica and others. He is a jazz pianist and the organist at First UMC of Wind Gap, PA. He also has two “Faith and Hope” awards from In His Steps Publishing Co. and authored two chapbooks.

Edward S. Gault is a poet and fine art photographer. He lives at Mosaic Commons, a co-housing community in Berlin, Ma. He has a wife Karen, and daughter.

 

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