Entries tagged as ‘sun’
The child
hovered over the space between his fingers
her blonde curls
suspended above his cupped hands
like a blanket of silence over a roomful of lovers.
“What is it?” she asks, her pink thumb
prying at the darkness trapped in the wrinkles of his
ancient brown leather gloves.
“Your fear,” he replied
“I’ve caught it.”
“Give it back!” she laughs into the early fall
(and somewhere in the park a leaf changes color).
“You sure? I could
put it in the pocket of my coat,
or slip it into a cardboard box with holes at the top…”
“No!”
“…at the very least,
let me turn it into
something beautiful
for you.”
“No, please, I wanna see!”
“I don’t want to scare you…”
“I won’t be scared! Promise.”
(A moment.)
“Don’t tell anyone,”
he whispers and
opens his hands.
And she giggles as the bee disappears noisily,
leaving his palm in a soliloquy of sunlight.
Categories: poetry
Tagged: beauty, children, love, poetry, sun
It was just
one of those mornings,
those gilded morning
and the sunshine
was tangled in the hair
of the people out on the street.
The people in cars
closed their sun-roofs so tight
to keep the sunlight out of their curls
and locks and braids and ponytails;
but still it slipped in
through the slits above the windows,
and crept and crawled and snuck,
illuminating the hairs on their heads:
blonds and browns and reds and blacks.
Yours are
lovely, and I see your face
silhouetted against a sunny halo.
You laugh and it glows,
bouncing as you run toward me.
I hold you
and get sun dust all over my jacket.
Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: beauty, hair, high school, love, sun
Why is everything so beautiful?
It’s so strange how when everything seems to be going wrong, the world gets for beautiful, more radiant, more alive. The sunlight is so much warmer on your face and the breeze envelops you and then everything feels alright.
Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: beauty, high school, sun
