Thursday, March 30, 2006

I Take To Heart Your Sleep

The very of it trebling with each rain equals
Immersion's cool possessive else
Approached from embouchure I guess
Unless the terra cotta holds us twinned apart from garden
Manifold impartings lessen steep curves of daylight
Also rising even as I watch and hear the breath of you
This morning

3 comments:

666poetry-finchnot said...

this is lovely

thanks

~jenn

Michael Parker said...

There are some nice lines here. The ending phrases, as jenn notes, are lovely.

Sheila Murphy said...

Thank you very much, Jenn and Michael. Most welcome comments.