Friday, August 26, 2011

Photograph

I laid it in the sun
exposed
perhaps to watch it fade, or to highlight it...
I'm never sure
but I clip it to the post in the yard every day
watch the light do a slow roll across our faces
in no damn hurry at all.

It seems as vivid as ever
all that weather, yet still saturated with the hues of love and denial

I think the color releases only in pace with my eyes
and when they see their last
the sun bleached photo will take flight
a graveside dove.
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1 comment:

Lil Coyote said...

i'm not sure if a graveside dove is peace joy or mourning,
but i understand looking at moments frozen in time and letting my mind paint the colours that i feel.
beautiful writing you
lil coyote