Thanks to Catherine K. for a dose of inspiration! Here goes...
The Human Heart
sometimes in need of a stunt double
a sidewalk - busy, then empty
shy like a new campfire
noisy and sweating: a playground
a backyard, partially weeded
a chalkboard (filled and erased, filled and erased)
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Poetry
puddles
and cliffhangers -
sometimes feels like spring,
sometimes, a heavy body.
maybe a beautiful black angel,
a glimpse of a perfumed hand,
the tree you loved best
captured by
thin, gray lines.
a survivor,
a slave, escaping from apathy
teaching people
how to notice:
how to tell a secret
and keep it breathing.
Friday, December 3, 2010
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