While

Photography: Trish Jean

 

While

(Trish Jean)

Up there are stars
I cannot yet see
Beyond the bough
With leaves that cede to
The afternoon winds

Beyond the blue above
That captures and floats
My ideals and thoughts
Of you skirting
The pecking and insistent
Songs of quarrelling birds

The beauty that thrives
Among argument
And threads about
The wind chimes that
Gift time with a different perspective

How long the charming
Before the arrival of moon
And how delicate the invitation
How long will it stand
The touching of silver
How long is a stroke
To produce such a sound

Up there are stars
I cannot yet see
I shall lie in the grass
With a smile and cede to
The afternoon winds

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