Bauke Kamstra - Poems (3)

Polaroid

I've stopped taking photos
everything looks like one
anyway
I've started making
snow angels on the roof
 
instead of the lake.  

Collecting Feathers

Faith has almost no weight
 
I can hold mine
in one hand
even while climbing mountains
or trees
 
by concentrating
I bring the mountain to me.
    

Cadence

I've gone to the mountain
and found no peace
only snow
 
silence fills chasms
as much as the wind
all is cold
 
as for life
there is a crow
or else my huddled body

all else is darkness
 
slowly the blue
succumbs to heat
under a suspicion of dawn
 
never asleep
still I awaken
even the crow opens
a dispirited eye
 
light leaks a perfect note
breaking mountains
within another dawn
realization rises
 
there is no peace
in a world of rock
& rooks
 
it remains inside.


     (Text © Bauke Kamstra - Publication: August/September 2017)

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