"dazzle gradually"

"Dazzle Gradually" 2016 poems, paintings, new art & photography--a diary, a discipline, a delight. Read over my shoulder as I post my unedited poetry ---you can see it in the raw.


Polly Alice

Friday, July 22, 2016

Miracles

Small green bud
unhand unfurl
fingerling free
the miracle
I hail in Spring
come Fall
I trample
therm o'r
without a thought
of their former
resplendant
nature.
Trampled under.
Yes that must be
what miracles are--
so sweet
so glorious
then in their abundance
like dust motes in 
the air--
When the seasons
change that's 
all 
think of each 
miracle, simply 
put that I,
I deserved
the shade. 
 

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