Dark Moments sleep with ease – wind
at night smiling memories
Glimpses calling
we can taste what belongs to the day
Heavy haunts, sober cult mother,
pieces on the ground saved.
Maps on the top began
wanting old clothes
wanting stones
Pine heart
taste geranium
Stood South - Flowers
One pink blossom
Flashing pines
Light remembers sorrow-
My sorrow
The heart yearns for
what (the) body never forgets
ritual remembers
Skylight prose
Look up
Watching a child
roll on sweet front steps
Eyes – Germantown
dust
a woman- friends – dances
This cat glances
Love gives the perfect temperature – hot
Two boys aloft streetlight calling shadows
Summer green
Woman decorated in a daze
The day forgets when nature’s change is the will
Edges transformed
Which will never object
The making of the
loveliest creatures
A man
Color
Now two boys
Aloft in the sky
Another
Drifting
Humming, flashing scent
Opened purple mint
Play in the grass
Eyes aloft
Eyes the more delicious
Singing off to sleep
Hiding in gardens – Wayne Ave.
Body on black dresses
She’s with the transformed pine
(Scent)
A community poem completed at the Malelani Café, June 2017
