the tip of the blue flame

poems & prose poems

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The California Delta lands, marshy and slow, estuaries and sloughs, warmed by the light of day. By the sun. At night, loved by the stars. Beavers and otters. Heron and cranes. Smelt, salmon, and man. Held to the water, bound by water. Held by the cycle of the tide. The cycles of living.

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embrace me on the tip of the blue flame, the campfire
embrace me of the swirl of the dance floor, the drums
embrace me with the truth, I have heard so many lies
embrace me until sunrise, the darkness, the darkness
embrace me in friendship, my comrade, mi amigo
embrace me on the sharp edge of passion, the stars
embrace me while the world spins, it never stops
embrace me, embrace me now, embrace me tomorrow
embrace me and I will embrace you, our blood together