Day Bed with Bars
I've still got the red eye/even on scan capillary glow/skin achieves what soul imagines/blended with the wall paint/in the day bed from the night bed/life a dream of alteration/ all I can admire is the stitches/even as new leaf on a seedling/beanies talk as loud as crows/do better see look at that/it has a seam
Terrific poem. I love it. Can we see it in line form? :)
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DeleteI've still got the red eye/
even on scan capillary glow/
skin achieves what soul imagines/
blended with the wall paint/
in the day bed from the night bed/
life a dream of alteration/
all I can admire is the stitches/
even as new leaf on a seedling/
beanies talk as loud as crows/
do better see look at that/
it has a seam
seeming... +++
ReplyDeleteBars in the Day Bed
ReplyDeleteI've still got the red eye/
even on scan capillary glow/
skin achieves what soul imagines/
blended with the wall paint/
in the day bed from the night bed/
life a dream of alteration/
all I can admire is the stitches/
even as new leaf on a seedling/
beanies talk as loud as crows/
do better see look at that/
it has a seam
Beautiful!
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ReplyDelete"life a dream of alteration/
all I can admire is the stitches/
even as new leaf on a seedling/
beanies talk as loud as crows/" Kerri Shying
admire the skill
I allus has wan
at eleven son
one that's hurt
yard-end to mast
landfall near
can bear a gift
from a crow, they
will tell everyone
dream of changing
around the order
not quietly
to connect
easily as a tree
you to me
crow in a word
in a word everything
loud as the wind
You are a dream Rob x
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