Tag Archives: Happiness

My Mind

slanted as this photograph
the perfect spot begins
nouns and verbs gather in daymoon

a metaphor is birthed
unexpectedly in a place made of pomegranate juice
an eldery man and woman lean over a bridge

their red shirts reflect like a scarlet lily pad
i understand their language their body parts
the dizzying spacing of W O R D S

much of which is made by wind
returns and sweet touches your throat
adding C A P I T A L letters to your speech

frequently
and profoundly
evermore