Monday, September 19, 2016


by Madelaine Nerson Mac Namara,    ©  2015                       

Mirror you lie
flat on your back
the window sill
your gloss hard bed.

Gulls and magpies
wander the sky
clutter and clear
your unlocked house.

Clouds visit you
sunlight tickles
the dusk riddles
and tells stories.

Patient lover
you wake and dream 
my tomorrow's
face and weather.

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