77
That one time
visiting me
when you saw
sunlit snow
striking off crystals
bouncing, childlike
one winters day
scooping it up
into your hands
as an adult
dipping your tongue
into the delicious cold of it
“Would you never?” You said.
“Jesus it’s wonderful!”
~
21June2021
Markle-
76
What happens when the font
stops flowing words lose their
glisten and you stand wait
ing at the ready an eternity
for spicket to spray every
thing in your word garden
with life giving fluxions
the way it always has
tumbling out of your
word after word after
non stop gab without
pause for even breath
till you find yourself thinking
Sweet Jesus, what will I do now?
15June2021
Markle~
