Between The Worlds? No. Not As Limited As That, by pd lyons


Between The Worlds? No. Not As Limited As That
I have met the cuckoo night
as if the stars
all warm and sparks had come to talk
I have joyed
as all those daytime forms
shift loose from a distortive sun
myriad of shapes more true.

sometimes you were with me.
sometimes familiar,
other times a stranger
all new to me in darkness
luscious before the dawn

hushed the busy universe
motionless
spherical

silence
only you
caught my breath

 

red bowl glass

red bowl glass

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