another world (c) 2014 Steve Thomas, used with permission
Steve Thomas at Cleveland’s Literary Cafe [photo by JC]
it’s not a singular situation
that confuses fatigues
embellishes
life
no
it’s how time stretched
and deepened
increased our weight
to send us into a moment
that enhanced touch
that still vibrates us awake
at 2am to wonder
where are those soft
petals the soothing scent
a song only she sings,
thankful for her thorns
that set blood free
offering proof it wasn’t all a dream.
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Steve came into this world early, just after midnight, and has wandered toward dawn all this time, just now learning it sure is pretty in the morning, glad to know there’s daylight just ahead over the ridge.
another world (by Steve Thomas)
20 Thursday Feb 2014
Posted 2000s, American, Poetry, Thomas (Steve)
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