Thursday, January 9, 2014

Like a Whisper (Poem 282)

pressed between 
the pages skid and stutter 
and promise another 

a fountain of late summer 
like a snowstorm on 
the driveway of short heavy 
nights like a whisper 

words wrinkle the crisp 
sheets of dust 
motes in miles of slanting 
clarity pressed petal-like 
between pages the lyrical
a whisper 
just words

(c) 2014, by Hannah Six

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