Wednesday, November 16, 2011

way across the universe

it's harvest season
on planet poetry
the moon a-full
the stars a-gazing
the genius a-drizzling
on you

you with pointed finger
scrawling
word
after
word
after
word

gifted stranger
you paint the world a-new

it's abundance season
on planet audience
the blood a-gushing
the heart a-beating
the smile a-spreading
across my face

if you heard all the cheering and clapping
on this side
you'd know how well it complements
the music in your words.

5 comments:

  1. you redecorated your room

    ah, what sweetness!

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  2. yes, i did :). because i can't write anymore, thot i'd play with the space ;)

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  3. I think I hear some cheering and clapping from thousands of miles away ... Bless you.
    namaste

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