Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Breaking Dawn

Lingering sleep
on crimson edge
furrowed sheets
half open buds
misty breath
a lone star
love’s witness
spent tenderness
the azure wonder
slumbering gold over grasses
like a wave washed through
the chiffchaff sang
morning’s resplendence
And from the panes dripped the dew.


Last night you wrote your sonnets in  Braille: the commas, parenthesis, ellipses engraved perfectly on my skin- and  I  ...