Sunday, September 7, 2008


light that pours in
pours over skin
into the spaces between
they are few and far
this is meaning
rolling thru
under and around
old news and no news
the time that's stretched
beyond the sun
the light
that pours in
its not here
its not green
it is not a pilgrim
it is not on the road to my
hip from your thigh
trust that light
is old news but new
just the same
we've been stretched
and time is following
far and few
green and supplicant
pliant and penitent

1 comment:

MelCoyle said...

Pilgrim ! What an amazing word I see in my future. I'm stealing this word.