11 January 2013

The Black Mirror



It’s raining.
Evening. The
parking lot

is slick. The
streetlight makes
a moon. The

raindrops make
their stars. The
last trick is

simply this:
forgetting
where you are.

5 comments:

  1. The
    streetlight makes
    a moon.

    Magical words here.

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    1. WB,
      Thank you for your very kind comment. Hope all is well on your end - lot's of illness on this side of the pond.
      Peace,
      B.R.

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    2. Sorry to hear that. You could trace it in the recent poems.

      We're well enough and waiting for the snow.

      Here's to a dose of good health for you and yours.

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  2. I second the comment on "The streetlight makes a moon." I second it only because I did not first it.

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    1. Hey Amber,
      Thanks! I'll need to remember that line...
      Hope you are well.
      B.R.

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