Rainbow Bones
My Room-2
Posted by Paul Ricciardi (Rock Hill, United States) on 6 February 2007 in Miscellaneous.
There is something about a bed in the morning...
What is it about morning
that stirs the world
to waking?
Shall the flowers open
today?
Is there a field of roses
or daisies,
or pansies, perhaps
at the end of the road?
Cezanne sleeps with an
armfull.
And with them, in your hair
do you slumber.
But smell them no longer can I, my lost love,
the flowers,
the mountains,
the thunders.
Surprised? Yes I do write some more traditional stuff from time to time...but it isn't any good.
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