in this room for the living

in this room for the living,

this calico chirping

 

in the window, thinking

she is a red, red robin;

 

this lantern singing,

this green brush growing

 

her lush periwinkle comb,

grooming me into the next

 

branching under which i am

disarmed by the charms

 

of soft pine stories, gently

pressing their charges

 

against me as i walk,

walk, walk into dissolve.

 

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2 thoughts on “in this room for the living

  1. redgladiola says:

    Beautiful! Love the use of color in this and that last stanza just really captures an elusive feeling.

  2. lunachik4 says:

    Thanks, redgladiola!

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