Monday, February 15, 2010

After Abstracts (edit)

Death departs
hand in hand with love.
Sensing abandonment
time abdicates.

In the corners
of this room —
restless memory.

I ride my bike north on Weber Street.
Afternoon sun
wears a tu-tu of clouds —
sambas with soul.


Judy said...

"a tu-tu of clouds" How i love that images. Made me smile.

Judy said...

Still good. I am not sure what you took out but there was something more after the tu tu of clouds line. i would like to see the 2 side by side.