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meekkeen
Poems
Jan 2015
White Day
It is a brown morning turned white.
I wondered if the muddy gray would endure
and was burdened promptly with bellowing blizzard.
Well, all right. Today will be white, then.
Today will be white.
I will ponder the idea of going,
and where.
I will know the eyes of those who drank the murky morn
-my breakfast table brothers
and silvery spoon sisters,
stirring,
breathing inside houses-
and those who woke instead to shards of light
-white slipper strangers
idling above staircases,
slowly descending,
feathery,
stubborn behind the day-
I will recognize even those who unfurled into stillness
hours later
blissful children pushing toes and fingers,
easing into the right place
next to sibling and syrup, already present.
I will forget my love
and try to lift myself;
but, falling ever faster
into the bleach waters
the white day will take me.
Written by
meekkeen
Wall, NJ
(Wall, NJ)
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