Sunday, March 03, 2013

awaiting the answer


not what anyone deserves. 

within the first moment of unbalance,
the snare of gasps,
neglects the breath.
nearly blue, she will ride the wings 
of others prayers.
a dust trail of broken green chords,
heaven slaps with blessed instant grace- unfelt.
a sharp inhale skids along the surface
startling 
then 
still







A first wordle since, gasp, November.  The Sunday Whirl- The words: blue, blessed, deserves, first, gasps, instant,
slap, snare, dust, unbalance, ride, wings