Sunday, February 28, 2010

Verse: A trilogy for February 28, 2010

I
Bare trees
no more
hold up
the sky

than they
do impede
the lazy
clouds that
drift by

II
No one notices
the stripped bike
bound and unencumbered
except for
the covetous rain

III
before you can go
feet first
with a new born smile
into the sighing world

let me transfer
this unfiltered longing
this quiet interlude
of love songs to you

I hope that
you will know
what to do with them
when the time comes

1 comment: