This Morning


I’ve been longing for you
minutes dog my hours

a prism splits
early morning light

there’s so much chatter
among colors

that I am not alone—
there is so much to feel

and in a clump of orange
tiger lilies by the road

petal touches petal

This Morning

 

 

I’ve been longing for you

 minutes dog my hours

 

a prism splits

early morning light

                                                                

there’s so much chatter

among colors

 

that I am not alone—

there is so much to feel

 

and in a clump of orange

tiger lilies by the road

 

petal touches petal