In Motion: Bellingham, Poetry, San Juan Islands, Ted Talks


Monday, October 17, 2011

Poetry: Wink


Morning sunlight, sun low
stretch shadows long,
twinkle through the branches
 that sway in the current,
bath me please

Stronger the light
Harsher the dark

Sun can not be everywhere
nature's landscape prevents it
God made or not

Crow flys by
nods its head
as if it remembers me

Your life so simple Crow
Please brood over my features
A wink when you fly by will let me know
They are fixed in your mind

The Sun may not always find me
Yet your wing's move you
amongst the penumbras
and  illumination
Your nod Crow brings me comfort,
for somewhere by someone
I am remembered...

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