Tag Archives: Order
He Said To Me
I need to move
from Earth
I need to make space
as if I were a creator
or creative, of some sort
I need to mark
from Intention
I need to mean something
as if they’d someday speak
Or marvel, of the firmament
Dysfunctional Cousins
Beautiful work
By we beautiful women
Perfect order
From a perfect mess
Hoping to make sense
Of what makes no sense
Yesterday gifted us
Today we gift you
Let the sounds in — all of them!