Earth (4 Elements Poem)

Earth

Boulders come crashing

Down the mountain plateau

I race as fast as I can

Escaping their mighty wrath

Ahead, dirt and pebbles

Try to slip my path

My feet hit them both

And I almost collide with destiny

There’s a forest up ahead

Where I can find cover

But those boulders

Won’t give me my hopes

They tumble fast and hard

Intending to destroy me

The trees and forests

Are helpless to find me

My death is near

My feet keep running

The boulders are much faster

They don’t stop

My foot is pulled out

From underneath me

I go under the boulders

And get crushed by tremendous weight

I take one last breath

And see on top of me

A gigantic ore

Crushing my dreams.

Snakes on a Road

Darkness.

I drove that night.

Out of the desert, back to civilization.

I didn't see it right away, but there it was.

Dead rattlesnake.

Right there, in front of me.

I didn't swerve out of the way.

I stopped to take a look at it.

No rattle. It felt camouflaged.

But nothing breathing.

Nothing moving.

Like a burned out candle.

The night burned on the road.

There the rattlesnake in the middle.

Yellow lines crossing underneath it.

And then it was my choice.

I got out and watched myself.

Slowly and surely, I went to the snake.

Examine it, see if it's dead.

I was sure I was going to be too.

I touched it gently with my sleeve.

Nothing happened.

Then as quick as a bird, kicked the snake.

And went on my way.

A Mom in England

I didn't listen to my mom a lot on a trip across the pond. She always wanted to see everything, to hear everything, and to find everything. It was as if she had never gone before. She wanted the full experience, almost too much of it. She wanted the Thames, the London Bridge, Kensington. I was living with a live information guide for a full seven days.