Rock Candy (a poem)


It is morning
in this old new place
sunlight floods in startling
in its brightness
I hear a single dove
moan softly far away
and imagine she
is urging me to
wake up once again
to poetry
capture pieces on the fly
as they go spilling through me
try not to care
if rhyme and rhythm
aren’t quite
there
Just write it all
on any scrap that’s handy

Grab it now
Suck on it later
These jagged chunks
of candy

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One Response

  1. double excellent

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