Poetry

B.Z. Niditch
PROFILE About me Poetry (81)


19 september 2016

ON LENGTH OF DAYS

Words fall on me
on length of days
with the same pulse
of verse 
as on my kayak
rolling on the bluest sea
on unexpected hours
or trekking 
over back roads
watching cardinals sing
over Jacob's ladders
in an open language
of seasonal herons
climbing on mountains
a woman in red high heels
tells me she has lost
her tourist visa
and passport
on the last ship at eventide
holds my matches
on the sandy coast
for a neon campfire
near my hammock
out in the neighborhood
under the town's light
hearing my sax sonata
in the white deserted sand
my words wash over you
with a butterfly net
at the freshly
painted gazebo
by the lighthouse
luminosity
in wonder 
of woodwinds
over blanket
quilts of love.




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