Debora Short

Allowing the tinkling
Romance to dance
Ethereally into eternity
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Incidental footprints of your journey
Mirrored olives, blues and strings of white
So many caught in busied travel delight
Olive-d peace in reflection-ed stills
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And you strayed
Into
My heart
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Periwinkle dusk cradled in meringue-d moon -
Beams with tinged sun-drops each echoing its own

Crooning –love for day’s sweet end, far-flung skinny oaks
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For the large flock of tri - colored blackbirds
Who travel through each spring to these lovely hollows.
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