Muse – Page 15 – Poems from in between

Day 12

neglecting email, shuffling files on the desk unsettled clawing verses, begrudging time

Jenifer

white bird flickers through tree branches, landing low, behind rusted fence onto the unseen river

Jenifer

I dreamt of Franko last night; we slipped together easy, sighing hard, and watched an old woman die dancing bold in the next room

Jenifer

soft drumming of the vent below the floor, window rattling; it is the wind that owns day and night, not sun, not moon

Jenifer

daffodils unfold stretching pedals to endless evening sky; breathing deep, shoulders unwind, arms reach wide across earth

Jenifer

I stand on this track awaiting movement, opening to suggestion, as many before, I leave one thin layer of gray dust

Jenifer