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Colleen – I’ll Read You A Story

(The video is also incredible)
A silver strand
A single truth
Sharp as glass
Hard as tooth.                             yellow
                                       the        sun
               Yet here it is        in           flowing
                             dancing                 in
                                                   the
                                                summer
                                              air
                                           pecking
                                          grassy
                                           hair
                                            of
                                            trampled
                                                glades.

Setting fire
            to a bear
Sending all of life
                   to Hades
Reckless                    
        Warpath          
                          smoke and
                      the        dark         alone.
                    in           a           stand
          Yet ebbing         glint          to
                              of           meant
                           some          never
                           thing        whole
                              sharp    of
                                   a piece

I stay sitting because I remember who we used to be.
I don't stand up because I know who you are now.
But if you keep pushing I will slowly
                                      tip

                                        off
.
.
                                          the
.
.
.
.
                                          edge.
 image: netzanette

Tags: Poems, Poetry