Poems by Kris Engle

Falling Tides

You are the wave of my heart
Sometimes crashing
Always returning
Sometimes hitting my soul so hard,
You make pebbles leap!
As soon as I gain courage 
To dip my toes in 
Your icy blue
The tide falls,
And you sink further
Than before
(Ironic to fear getting burned by something so cold)
I wish to undress and bathe
In you
But you're impossible to grasp 
So I return to shore
Clenching my palms
I play with shells and driftwood
Things to pass neverending time
Things that are miniscule
In comparison to your volume.
And one day the tide returns.
I smile and wipe the tears
That have accumulated under my 
Lashes
I reach for the liquid that 
Surrounds my feet
Causing them to sink further
And further
Into your sand of entrapment
But again you drift away.
Will I someday realize, I can climb 
Mountains
Or swim the length of lakes?
Yes.
But for now this is
All
I
Know.

Entirety

Do not merely behold my flesh,
But my entirety.
Do not let my words pass by as mere words
But hear the meaning in my voice.
My voice is an expression of 
My soul singing

-Kris