The day is like this

The clouds lean over the earth.

The shadows dance in the park.

The trees twist

with their arms out-stretched in the wind.

And I stumble,

woozy from all this

dizzying motion of a vagrant day.

I’m like this when I love you

and the world is like this,

reaching the distances

on tip-toe over the blocks of streets

to where you walk, unaware.

And your hair and your dress

billow up when it touches you,

caught like the ships

that set sail and return over the

leaping hills,

loosening ribbons of wind

over my impatient eyes.


Copyright 2014 Ricky Barrow

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