Monday, April 4, 2022

Willow at Prairie Pond

This abandoned gravel road

Was once freshly laid

Ends at the root of all the everlasting rainbows

You walked upon me barefoot and strong

You brought the rains thickening the mud

Holding the lilies steadfast in a deep deep ache

Below the beauty of their show

I remember the long tendrils cool sweeping 

Across my face and bare arms of the willow tree

Hair dragging in the puddle under the swing

I close my eyes and your fluids on my belly

Are a water snake skating across the still body

Like a dark shimmer cutting through the light

Holding still the trance 








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