Lasting P e a c e I taste you at a clean kitchen table flowers light the way Lasting M e m o r y the candle is glowing loving thoughts holding my 89 year old Auntie cheers me Lasting I n t e l l e c t the words fly like silver fish the tongues speak the brain moves swiftly over the broom-stick witch as she shows her colors for Halloween Lasting P E A C E I can not taste you a taste of beige grapefruit sweet a ripe melon lingers the sun aglow like Christmas in July the tray of Chai tea before us so great is the Ma-coon cat Reggie nearby the trees kissing the pavement You near by too Lasting P E A C E You have been my longing my forever yearning my quest among many landscapes now you sit with me as big as all outdoors and pray with me too. |
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Lasting PEACE - Anita Holzberg
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