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Apr 28, 2008
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Dogwood
I should like to emblazon a trail
to the flowering Dogwood,
make way for the sea in me,
I should like to bury this lonely night
in a glass-cased coffin,
find El Grecco painting my poem
once hidden in my bones,
I should like to point my finger
at the moon cascading silver night
gowns,
touch the sky
in unclenched hands
and so I shall pound these offending
fists
in the solid ground beneath my feet,
the only way I know how
to make peace with the earth.
Let me be intangible like your breath,
my Love, canyon-rimmed
ocean-eyed.
to the flowering Dogwood,
make way for the sea in me,
I should like to bury this lonely night
in a glass-cased coffin,
find El Grecco painting my poem
once hidden in my bones,
I should like to point my finger
at the moon cascading silver night
gowns,
touch the sky
in unclenched hands
and so I shall pound these offending
fists
in the solid ground beneath my feet,
the only way I know how
to make peace with the earth.
Let me be intangible like your breath,
my Love, canyon-rimmed
ocean-eyed.
— Kailashana, Apr 28, 2008
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Critiques
professor
18 years 1 month ago
Congratulations Anna
Rolwright
18 years 1 month ago
Excellent as Always
Quillsvein1
18 years 1 month ago
sweet
Kailashana
18 years 1 month ago
Thank you. Finally learning
themoonman
18 years 1 month ago
Dogwood...
Kailashana
18 years 1 month ago
Thanks moonman…I love the
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