Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 21, 2016

Daily missive for Wednesday the 20th of April.~by Peter Forster



Daily missive for Wednesday the 20th of April.
I have tried to write and post all day but Kay has had other ideas.

She is a wisp
Of a thing,
The merest whisper.
As the mood takes her,
Never stopping
But pausing now and then
To brighten the light
As it burnishes
The late evening sky.
Blood red roses
Hold no thorns
To rend or tear.
She has no fear
Of shadows,
They cast no spell
In this firmament.
She is free
Of such attachment
To the darkening.
She burns
With such intensity
The heart of the sun
Melts in her palm.
She is a thought,
A stream of gossamer,
A crease on the page.
Lighter than air,
Buoyed by the
Of a wish full
Of memories.
Mindful of promises made
When dreams
Chased the bruise
Of a starburst
Into morning.
Savouring the moment
As each one slips by,
Tasting the texture
Of every breath.
When time is carried
On the echo
Of a heartbeat
Its resonance
Spread ever more finely
As the evening breeze
Whips it further
And further away.

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