at least once a day
as if the sun carried stars
and the moon
danced with shadow
or your smile
meant the joke
it once
implied
the way we wandered
through the streets
of a city left by
rome
holding flowers
in damp palms
limp with longing
.
.
.
April 29th, 2017 at 3:24 pm
Hey, Jo, where you going with that pen in your hand…
I am humbled you have taken the time to read and comment on my april catalog. I didn’t comment on all yours, but I did read each one. You have that singular voice – at times observant, wistful, ethereal, and always gentle, and always with intention.
glad you got some good tunes vibes, too 🙂
here’s to a successful close to the month, and to what comes next ~
May 1st, 2017 at 12:39 am
Love meandering with you and your beautifully crafted words.