Sunday, 1 December 2013

Portraits In Light



Love is a light that draws the face
As a leaf is drawn: simple, profound
Nourished from weather and dirt
Something in sight every day, comforting
And sometimes the sun angles: or a lamp…


From the table where I sit, tapping keys
Glance up to sculptural shadows of the avocado leaves
A green leather sofa holds a dog and her dreams
And a man who is watching the television: all of us
Under the cheap kindly brightness of an electric bulb


 

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