and this journey is over... for now


they are blankets woven so we can see
the slight curve of
a crescent moon between
wisps of cotton stuck beneath
crooked fingernails;

now, the hem of her skirt
is the only shadow
in sight.

catch the sunlight, catch the sunlight

and wedding gowns will become
kisses that fall from the terraces
of skyscrapers

(picture taken at the twin falls)


A congratulations to everyone who got through this month. It was tedious but fun. 


Milli said...

Neat blog! Really neat poem.

Priya said...

Congrats on completing! I loved reading all your poems this month.

Anonymous said...

May has arrived! I love May. All the exciting things begin in May.... :D

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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)