Veins of Imagination
for J.C.S.

what about my thoughts
what about things I imagine
and cannot mention

slippery slides, slippery slopes,
slippery sides of life
we imagine and cannot live
do not live

except when irresistible
when carried away
except under cover
under night’s dark blanket

but the sun without end rising
sometimes comes up on us

hand within the cookie jar or finds us,
chewing still, forbidden fruit
or something too good to pass up
or to pass over


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
2:11 p.m. 19/09/07