Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Bhujangasana (The Cobra Pose)

                             the world is wily
                             and the lizard that you are
                             you press firmly to the floor
                             your bottom half
                             grounded you think?
                             but are you?

                             you know you can do no harm
                             as the light still holds
                             and you move alone
                             throwing shoulders back
                             side ribs forward
                             chasing away ensnared rage

this tilting within yourself
through the spine
like a gut string, twanging
then jerked tight
distributing the backbend
looking to the skies
opening the heart