she speaks in smallish syllables,
pocket songs. give her a moment
with the moon, a measuring of
spoons, the spill of sea. she’ll free
it from latitude and long
-itude of praise, phrase it bijou
on the bayou, wayward drop
of absent rain.
Written for today’s Poetic Asides prompt.
“wayward drop of absent rain”
“phrase it bijou”
“she speaks in smallish syllables”
“Pocket songs” wants to be its own poem, FYI.