adventures on the eve preceding christmas eve.

cold shivering creature crawling through small window from atop a house, into warm inviting nest of
pillow and blankets. all is enveloped
in darkness and quiet.

speak now
or forever hold your peace:
the infinite pendulum
hanging on your heart
keeping time to it's beat
it's to time it's keeping,
keeping time beating.

oceanic passion current
pulling me over and under.
staring up at the fierce face
of the sun, through the endlessly
shifting flow of the waves above:
a brilliant insanity.

born alive dying dead
Start at the end and end at the head-
I am waiting to be born
I am waiting to break free
I call out to the moon
but the wind strangles me.

© 2004 : Jenny Ryan