Thursday, 23 May 2024

#1606 - walk into the poem




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walk into the poem

 

friends are all there

 

dark before the mulberry moon

last lavender of sky

 

had the rainbow

had the mirror

had the pocket of smoke

 

it’s winter

we’re the fire

                                                                                                   

meet the memory of things

just where it comes to rest

 

it was the tongue run off with the words

 

so I rode on

I drove them before

we were all on foot

 

I was healing to the light time bent

I have decided to make my own weather

 

Day 4 – took the pills

made it Thursday

pulled up my socks to go

 

I could hear the far world

see through screens of sky

 

long love in the ice hut

come down by rope ladder

 

later I would burst out of the shell

a glut of glint

 

victim of own sunshine

 

I think it was a wake up call

 

come to the wall

be the vine

 

creek

tangle

clamber

 

walk these five days into the poem

see how everything has changed









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