Blind Blue Sky

The following poem was written in collaboration with Atticus.  Contributions are noted.

gingerly
blind man tests the edge
of a fierce blue sky

he hears one red drop
disturb the powder

grey wolf knows
the wounded snow hare
by tooth

scent spiral frozen,
the night box pads on

distant clatter
mingling with morning mist
the tang of coal smoke

between splintered tracks
wildflowers have opened

purple finch
rustles raspberry,
just checking

satin chemise
she smiles, but moves away

the lake breeze
sallies, underfoot
a twig snaps

fire framed in the crackle
of dry autumn leaves

sloping hills
and smoke coils, trace
her neckline

legible tonight
chiaroscuro moon

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2 thoughts on “Blind Blue Sky

  1. This was so beautifully written – my favorite line was this:

    between splintered tracks
    wildflowers have opened

    I can picture it.

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