letters (i choose to live...)

I choose to live without tomorrow,

like an autumn leaf, still attached,

touched by the memory of winter,

supping through the roots

from the permanency of the grave.

I choose to live like a ship,

separated with the land,

tides, winds and  bones

of the forgotten moon.        a feather

upon the violence of the capricious sea…

I choose to live like a migrating bird,

driven by  the harmony of invisible lines,

blinded by the fate of the moment…

as a whisper of the departed thought,

a spider web of blue and red,

under the transparent landscape,

deception when I am asleep…

I choose to sleep without dreams…

©  2012 by Nina K Orlovskaya