View single post by timmy
 Posted: Tue Feb 21st, 2012 07:16 pm
PM Quote Reply Full Topic
timmy

 

Joined: Fri Jun 9th, 2006
Location: Oz, Minnesota USA
Posts: 1082
Status: 
Offline
Mana: 
pear juice on the tip
of your index finger

that last sip of chilled zinfandel;
this I understand more than what
you said to me

a bowl of moonlight by the rear
door; by morning, it is iced over

the times we hold each other closer
because of lightning

the bald spot on the back of the man
near Columbus Circle after he asked
for spare change

a white-washed fence and the young girl
cycling, zig-zagging through fallen leaves
and crab apples

salt spread on driveway ice; at midnight,
all the silent houses

Last edited on Tue Feb 21st, 2012 07:17 pm by timmy