Sandra Dodd

Rookie (April 17,1967 / Los Angeles, CA)

Estella - Poem by Sandra Dodd

Tiny
She Breathed
for only a while
every breath like vaporours rubies
each giggle like gold spread thinly upon a season
her hair spun in Irish silk
felt so perfect as we lay her upon her blanket
her sleeping face a flawless blush pearl
The day she crawled, she walked,
made the natural to sacred

If I could recreate anything
that has been vanquished from my life
I would trade all the words I have ever had,
gold in my chest,
time off my days
for her to sprinkle all
the seasons of this life
with a dusting of her gold.


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  • (1/25/2010 8:45:00 AM)


    the seasons come regardless the Autumn leaves turn brown
    to soon the Winter hardness too soon to deep.....

    the living dying dying we love them best of all
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010



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