morning stone


leaf shadows dance on this sun
-spilled wall, ruffled by the unseen.
one hungry robin sits above it all,
crimson breast swollen with morning.




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3 Responses to morning stone

  1. Oh, De…I just love this…I enjoy your contrasting halves of this small delicate stone and the way that ruffled brings it all together. Well spilled…sigh. ♥

  2. “swollen with morning” – love that image. I, too, love the placement of that “ruffle.”
    Very reminiscent of the great Emily Dickinson!

  3. I am entranced by that last line. Love this poem, De.

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