Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Watering





Half six comedy nurtures a soak. Spirits raised by laughter and the things that depend.

Horizontal sun making rainbows of daydreams. Golden thoughts of everything, and nothing, my salve.

Water charmed bugs make Bobby appear. Knowing my whistle. Stealing worms from my fingers.

Shiny eyes understand. The lively and living, the kids in the ball court.

Then quiet as they're called for their beds.


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