#pinwheels
Ravens dance upon highwires.
Flashing pinwheels spinning in their beaks.
The merry-go-round grinds,
Its rusted gears, squealing into the wind.
Book pages whirl and fly off into the sky.
The fox’s cry to the butterfly
Went unheard in this whitewashed night.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
I made 1000 pinwheels
instead of cranes
They were beacons And
wishes.
You lined your front yard with them.
A dizzying kaleidoscope
lighting up your porch
So I would know when
I arrived back to you,
home
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC