Sunday, May 29, 2016

Kit Kelen #149 - a blue truth

a blue truth
(Sunday early)

somebody's home is a first thing fire
sun picking its way through branches

we're in this stand of fuel
all meaning what a leaf might turned

somebody's wings set the air abuzz
wind gets away in your hair

things show themselves in a certain light
otherwise you wouldn't see

somebody's song is one chord shy
lyrics are lost to the track

sometimes, eyes up, we speak
of the trees as if they were ours

when we are such
a long way down

1 comment:

  1. stunning shot and the last two stanzas are perfect


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