And that which begins with
black
yields to gold
and then to blue
and by and by
we are rainbowed
into and out of
our miseries and loves;
sundrop does not stay
but touch warms
if we open heart-doors
to receive and give.
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Monday, 24 March 2014
Sunday, 23 March 2014
Once the sun rises…
Once it does,
the rising sun buries waiting
and in a deft flipping of
chart
wrecks and reinvents color
and line
dresses detail and depth into
silhouette
one peep and you can wait no
more
not for rising sun
and yet there’s waiting
unforbidden
the sun says so
every morning
to coffee-in-hand people
sitting in waiting land.
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