first the stars
then all the space between the stars
slipped into my tea
*
dried and dead
I leave them in the vase
the naked tulips
*
winter
every cloud
a love letter
*
hey poet
get out of the way
said the poem
*
bird on the wire
for a few moments
we both stop singing
*
the weeds gone to seed—
and who is this one
who thinks they are weeds
*
another door,
another door, another wall
becomes a door
I see them — seven juniper berries!
Two thoughts on the first one:
Dump the word “all”, and stay in present tense — slips instead of slipped. The sequence reads in the present, at least for me.
The tulips and weeds speak to each other nicely, and I do like that ending.
Hope this one works…