spring invasion/in berne/berne fusion

i walk this bridge, splish smaragd waters

flow beneath, 

a heavy current, sun 

melting on skin 

we meet in gothic heat, 

smooth crumbling sandstone, 

blurred reflections swimming green 

and quiver soft as wind blown ripples 

‘cross your opaque face and 

did you know time is relative, 

fleeting, tick-ing astronomical 

when bears & fools 

keep dancing through the night. 

i never really touched this magic place, 

so full of everything that lives in caves and towers, 

restless, ground-lost worlds, 

and when the bridge breaks down 

i haven't learned to swim but 

you are divin' up, 

wading deep as rivers in me, 

see the trees 

spellin' your name 

with bloom-thick tongues, 

you smell of forests and i'm sure you know, 

no need to rescue me, today i Am.

i was in Berne on business last week and was once more fascinated by the deep green water of the river Aare which flows around this beautiful 12th century town. the green color comes from the minerals of the glacier water which flows into the Aare.

..and yeah - it's poetry time - One Shot Wednesday again...a bustling and alive group of poets throw their best poems into the One Stop Pool and have fun together..you should join us..sign up opens at 5 pm EST