Monday, November 2, 2020

around infinity

I grasp

the heart
of the universe
still beating


winter’s end

I cannot wait
to tell

the first flower
I see
she was missed


without signs

do not touch

my fingerprints
would sully
each Pollock


my favorite days
are the ones
where I cannot tell

if I am
still dreaming

between claps of thunder


drops of freezing rain
stick to my hair


I did not realize
what fun it is
to play ice queen

*Published in i heard it first (the cherita book 41)
**The second cherita was designated as a cherita lighthouse (editor’s choice)