another of my prose poems ... this one has never been solicited (and hey, that means it hasn't been rejected yet either. ha!) in the updates to come, i will be sharing more of these "new" poems, except, they are anywhere from 10-20 years old. i've just never tried to solicit them, or have shown them to anyone. i will most likely mix in some poems from failed manuscripts, and some of the poems published in my books. i also ran across some poems that have been published in small press 'zines, but never included in any manuscripts. i will include some of those at a future time as well. anyway - some of the things that are in the works for future updates.
PROMISES
you take my hand. it is an insignificant event, as the rain falls. the wind misquotes the branches of trees.
i look in your eyes. the world is unchanged as the river dreams of being the perfect mirror, but settles on being the finger of gods who have forgotten what the ocean looks like.
you whisper. the words are unimportant. i hear the sound of rocks growing old, even if unnoticed, unappreciated.
i answer with my fingers. night is the sound of dreams given wings for the first time. tomorrow is a promise i have never accepted. tonight is all i ever understood.