comes in all shades of blue
in the city sky
light-grey to midnight purple,
painting melancholy for all things
past - simple & wrapped in red ribbons,
bright faith of star lanterns along church street &
smell of freshly rolled rice cakes &
children's carefree laughter -
a father's heartbreak echoes in the wind,
shading dusk the bleakest canvas -
we are silent as the sun rises
on its toes,
slow richochet of orange spirals & pink pools,
dispeling the mist, softening the hard-
ened skein of maple trees yearning
for leaves --
the pavement trembles
between my pale cheeks and stomach --
suddenly, the sun is in your eyes - bright as
we munch on sugary doughnuts & sing lyrics
from the radio, we scatter
love notes along the way, happy just to be --
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - every Tuesday.
I am happy to share with you that my poem Bottled Memory is part of the Winter 2012 Issue of Emerge Literary Journal. I had originally written this based on Painting: “Bottles” by Borg de Nobel (picture at the left).
Wishing you Happy Holidays ~

