Posts Tagged ‘sky’

One Expansion

swallowing the sky tonight—

all those enormous worries in me

now like grains of sand

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Join Me?

all day I spike my tea

with sky—

is it any wonder

by night I’m singing

love songs

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One Wheeling

watching the comet

I, too, hurtle through the stars—

disappear beyond the horizon

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One Marvelous Evening

weaving a little sky

into my hair—

swallows dive through my thoughts

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One Lucky




sky so blue

forgetting everything

but blue

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One Reveal




long bright meteor

unzipping the night—

now the dark so naked

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I imagine writing a one-line poem

long enough to reach you—

imagine how the words might quiver

in the wind, how I might climb

their serifs like a thin-runged ladder

and follow the words

to you like breadcrumbs,

like footprints, like hope.

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All Night I Dreamt

all night I dreamt
I was holding up the sky
so every child
could know sunshine—
is it any wonder this morning
my arms will not come down?

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Very, Very Quietly


I did not choose
awe today, but the big
pink sky chose me
and steeped me
in fantastic joy—
a drenching of miracle,
an overdose of amazement,
a wild indulgence of bliss—
oh such pink! layers
of rose and deeper rose,
and I did not earn it,
did not first prove my worthiness,
did not beg nor kneel nor fast
nor renounce my name
nor pull the strings
of the lyre nor sing,
all I had to do
was step outside
out of my own way
and open my eyes
and let myself
be gifted.

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Of course there’s the sky,
puddles of blue and
and mounds of white clouds
all around Chicken Little’s
scaly orange feet.
It occurs to him
only then, as he draws
his own ineffective wings
that perhaps the sky
is not falling at all.
Perhaps he is, at last,
learning a new way to fly.

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