Saturday, March 4, 2017

with a tongue

because the wind was playing
I had to move away
from the piles of paper snowing
on this Saturday

I looked outside the window
where the snow was streaming fast
and I wondered why we had returned
to the oceans of the past

what had melted like the butter
in a pan     has now become
a sea that laps against
the brick wall of the house      with a tongue

that is so glacier like
that I fear to be swept away
but then I return to the lawsuit
and stop this imaginative stray



imaginative stray
Picture from Leah
Leah McRorie 3 hrs · #Warrior 

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