..
tremble the sky loose
with your own salt, fill
your hands with indigo
and ebony. ask orion
a rhetorical quest
-ion or two {in pig latin,
or martian, or sioux.}
welcome broken. speak
only when spoken to,
by breeze. watch for the
slivers that fall too far
for anyone else to see.
stand under this
fabled falling sky
…………..with me.
..
Written for Poetic Asides.
I love this. It has so many secret hiding spots. Yummy ones, too. 🙂
I feel some of this coming on:
“welcome broken. speak only when spoken to”
Big-time kudos for fab-led. 🙂
This is word sexy, babydoll.
This is so beautiful, De………would you please email me at wildwoman2@shaw.ca ? I upgraded my system and lost your email address. Thanks, kiddo.