bungee reverse - October 29, 2014s

author’s note:

I didn’t have a Halloween poem ready to post.  But at least, this poem contains the word “haunted”…

It reminds me: we can also be haunted by positive forces.


The North Star lasered me
with its high-pitch frequency
late last evening

until I finally put aside
my lower coyote needs
and sprang from bed
and climbed out the window
to the high roof top—

there to answer
that maddening transmission
with my pure howling heart:

we’re designed to love those jewels
that beckon us to ascend

but when I try to pierce
through the stratosphere
a rope yanks me back down
to my home ground.

I can feel that star eye
following me all the next day—

I’m haunted…but also given hope:

though the light seems so distant
in its shine, I find my deep reflection—
I feel a great potential:

if I can ever grind
the worst of the rough
off my charred diamond
I could beacon
like that true beam…

© 2014, Michael R. Patton
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