Poetry by
Shannon L. Delsol

Melancholy

Lack of Presence
breezes
Dead Bird
collapse
Origami Woman
Kindling
Supping on My Soul
The Famished Muse
A Voyage Made in Vain
The Well is Dry
Mascara
My Incubus
Fear is My Governess
It's All the Same to Me
My Life's Garment
Partial Silence
Out of Synch
Green Queen
Old Wetsuits
Malevolence
The Seasons of My Heart
The Occasion of My Birth
Memories
These Shadowed Lines
A Seaman's Daughter
Four Birds of Prey
I Always Worried
Sweet Oblivion

Lost Loves
Phantoms

Reared Within a Prison
Deep Blue John
medusa 
Apology Not Accepted

*Home*

   Old Wetsuits

God and guru sit on a shelf

amidst paintballs, snow shoes and snorkels.

Dust gatherers;

junk from borrowed lives.

Men and their hobbies - easy collectibles.

But even His novelty dims when

Sufi season ends -

and the yogi's robe looks

remarkably like that old wetsuit

that never seemed to fit.

Written November 16, 2002

 

 

 

 


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