Shadesay
Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2021 2:47 pm
Lonely walking night often siren sings
not to yawning eyes or blind ears but other things
from chalk-faced listener leaf to moon-wrinkled creek,
star-glossed whisperings
softly flit light-knit wings, float
like wind-tamed shadows coaxing nameless remote
to blush nest-nuzzled beak or shale-caked cheek
mime remembering
times depth-touched some quiet whenwhere alone,
all at once sensing love of sigh life, Whole at home--
reflective moats of sun-flaked grass, sky-hi tree and wavy limb
review numb-drum notes until marching dawn starts a new felt-heart hymn.
not to yawning eyes or blind ears but other things
from chalk-faced listener leaf to moon-wrinkled creek,
star-glossed whisperings
softly flit light-knit wings, float
like wind-tamed shadows coaxing nameless remote
to blush nest-nuzzled beak or shale-caked cheek
mime remembering
times depth-touched some quiet whenwhere alone,
all at once sensing love of sigh life, Whole at home--
reflective moats of sun-flaked grass, sky-hi tree and wavy limb
review numb-drum notes until marching dawn starts a new felt-heart hymn.