Autumn’s Answer
He who knows nothing doubts nothing (Spanish Proverb)
The hills yawn
gushing daylight dawn
which flood the valleys
as minutes coalesce into hours
lengthening
stretching
the span of Autumn’s glow
flickering in gold glass
between sighing winds
slapping cheeks and thigh
while sweeping coastal
tides
high high high
a spray of raspy white on teal blue
breaks my jump into you.
Catherine Mark
1 comment:
No surprise I love the last two lines.
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