Sunday, April 2, 2006

Almost


In the Shade

I have never needed anything
without knowing I needed it,
not until today. Not until
the mourning dove sang
in the shade of the cherry tree
and the pink tulle clusters danced
in time. I fell in love
with the way her cheeks shimmered
grey to pink with each note.

She wore spring like rouge and
painted grief beautiful -
a miracle I found
in a hospital parking lot.

3 comments:

  1. :-) told ya miracles are everywhere!

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  2. What a poignant poem, perfect in balance of sun and shadow.

    Hope you are well.

    G

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