Daily Archives: 12/04/2009

Eyes Shut, Pretending to Sleep

leaves-sunset

I could hear them, those sparrows
as they called to each other
outside my window. Their shadows
dancing on my eyelids, light
and dark.

A breeze finds the slenderest gaps,
reaches my skin. Morning gathers
momentum, bursts silently
upon the ledge. I sense it
like the small hand

Of my daughter
just before she draws
wobbly circles on the soles
of my feet.
Then giggles.

-o-

This poem also appears in another website where it is languishing.