Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Summer’s Feast


Joy upon joy
Upon joy
Bursting forth as
Three or four
Seahorses

Sashay across
Skies of brilliant
Blue.

This life-

Briefest puffs of colorful light
And our feast sprawled
Atop a picnic table.

The faces we've loved
Grin and shimmer, hovering

Above a field of green
That stretches before
Pie-stained purple lips

To a stand of birch trees,

Leafy fledglings astonished
And laughing in summer’s
Breeze murmur thanks,

At long last,
Remembering

Everyone.

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