Time Is The Picture Book You Said Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Time Is The Picture Book You Said
Time is the picture book you said
with the raveled edge
but the raveled edge is gold
soft gold, after all you've told,
been told and there are the pictures
as you dreamed
the lilac seam
the stitches sewn
the apple hold in the faery ship
the rose bright way
where winters stray now
waiting any day
for the last page burnished
the new House furnished.
mary angela douglas 17 june 2016
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