zondag, maart 10, 2013

To put the sun to bed


Poetry - Mountain Dialogue

 you ask why
I've come to
these stippled
hillsides


I smile
stumped for clues


I am
totally
content


a milkweed blossom
spirits past
rising top over
down:


there are infinite
worlds waiting
beyond this
one


Richard S. Wilson, T.O.R.

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