poetry to music~everyone welcome

tree gripper howl,
sense the bend
of branches reaching,
babel falls in bliss,
catches flame
as baby passes,
screech the breach
limbs slip wetly
the soft milky ground
embraces.
love mother bark
lifts the babe
to father sun.
mantra slick
with whetted kiss
to cut the space
between.
these lips
let slip the wonder,
baby born and tossed
to wind, mantra
slices. limbs are free,
tree gripper howl,
lean into wind
and sense the bend.

the restraints
of dial-up
in my pastoral abode
won't permit download
thus, I am deaf
and unable to see the music

a song in braille
strokes the senses
as wonderfully
as a kiss
colors the darkness
in shades of
valentine red