Wednesday, 28 May 2014

MY DAY by Bob Paris (c)

Another day begins
In six am light
Along a bank of lucky windows
Portholes of my exile in paradise
Motes waltz at gravity’s edge
Trees echo the gossip of robins
Deer by the woods savor yard daisies
Half hidden down the end of the drive
Along the forest draped road
School bus inhales young laughter
A retriever gobbles perfumed air
Beloved human towed in exultant wake
I leave the womb warmth
Descending toward life
This life
This grand and full bloom drawing in and out
Of sloughing off and growth anew
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By Bob Paris © 5/28/2014
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