Sunday, October 16, 2016

Lucy Alexander #46 Shadows - Their Reflection

The water shakes in the last
quiver of winter
throwing back the distended trees
to the sky
and the sun makes fun
of our solidity
feet of dust
sea’s out of sight.

It is quiet, for a second
the mock coffee of lagoon
the sand a sugar pure
lines like dreams
shaking from their own chill
the wind loved your hair
and the fine metatarsals
of your extended foot.

1 comment:

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.