a smooth transition
ironed beneath this long year
is all that i seek
a füsbal tag team
even together we lose
but win with laughter
how they glistened
cutting into my foot
pretty jewels as bright
as tomorrow’s sun
all the colors of the rainbow
bottles shattered in joy
their beauty too blinding
to feel the pain in my sole
stained glass of yesteryear
sunlight shining through
is lost in Iberian cathedrals
as i carry the pain in my soul
us five in a row
we have moved beyond the stars
together complete
they speak in mispronounced pronouns
only sometimes do i slip in corrections
language is learned this way
through trust in my understanding
trust in all misunderstandings
words from the heart?
the same in every language
i can write a ten-minute poem
fingertips touched
with years of hesitation
i am not accustomed
to holding these reins
lost in college years
i never took advantage of
i drive the carriage now
as we gallop across new lands
their realism lit up with logic
while at home we count coins
they know me well
how cautiously i shake these reins
like kings of the same root
our horses will fly us home
it looks like firelight
i know it’s only light above the stove
tile backing
granite countertops and all
but if you’re walking past
and you imagine you’re someone else
you might think for a moment
that there’s a fire in your kitchen
i’ve always imagined
a room like that
lit up by the warmth
only brought forward
by flames licking wood
it crackles here
somewhere hidden
as i watch her smile over miles
his smart remarks
as kind as the tomorrow
he places like daily gems
for all to sift through
i could count the days for her
she calls me on it
quicker than a Cheshire cat
and it’s the UK pounds
that make our words
you see it don’t you?
have i painted for you
the picture of my perfect fire?
the subtle light
yellow and warm
its heat moving across continents
weaving a smokeless room
into the heat of our hearts
church bells ring the hour
the sun brought my afternoon
a holiday, life
before a long break
upon returning after
cheek-kissing culture
my cup is now full
once more i enjoy palm trees
their path leads to peace
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