I am all gentle
softness and whispers;
you are all forgiveness.
We are standing
at the edge of contrary
cumulus and sapphire,
waiting for a pronouncement,
holding our breath
till we are cleared for takeoff,
like two robins
standing sentry
as the morning worm rises.
I stage-whisper, “It’s time.”
You tuck straw around our eggs.
We make quite a pair.
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painting/photo copyright Kim Nelson |
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