Birthday Poem for a Friend
1/16/2006
Standing on toes
over tall, craggly peaks
to nod at your richness
nothing between but
a matched pair of birds
spinning in circles
The sun blows out
Fast asleep again
another memory
another long dream to
call you to the warm self
that lies deeper
than a womb
or a sparkling well
posted by Edward Svengali @ Monday, January 16, 2006,
