the blue-kissed
green feathers to the
sun I
grow and grieve
the son's
body to the sun, the
lover's filament
sewn into the North and
South, the blue-kissed
green wreath to wax and
wane
a ghost whispers to the
sky and winks, the
blue-kissed green
goodnight barely a
grumble to the
sun in slumber.
[ Photo taken by Dani Hurt / www.danihurt.com ]