shadows and sunlight
dress the yard and
remind me of the rest
the leaves that cover
the flowers slowly
moving upward
protection against
the last remnants of winter
birds, squatting and restless
on the naked branches
wind flustered and hungry
from the long return
it is dangerous
to breathe
to write
to live
when the world
is tilted at an angle
what slips off?
what goes unnoticed?
what leaves before
goodbye touches
the lips?
dangerous but
not impossible
not when the shock
of yellow crocus
erupts through
and the buds explode
on the vine
long enough
to remind
the world
in its tilting way
there is more
to come
~
13.04.07
Leigh-Anne Tyson
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