milky blue skies amble
milky blue skies amble aimlessly
while waking-- before she left
a dream of dancing clear across
some cat-tailed over grown pond
ginger bread and honey comb candles
line the perimeter of a space so hallowed
that time and temperature rise to meet
the wide warm chords of home-coming
carousing the painted horses who
without stopping- move up and down
to an asphalt beat--cementing any doubts
of when we would meet----again the instrumental
allowing us more time to tell
the difference between a colorless morning sky
and one which naturally is on fire with fuscia
& where we look respectively...and how
the train engine accelerates steam
between our elephant ears-- while whole
families of geese loom a natural order
filling up the skies--unbeknownst to baby cries
charred steeples get scratched on sundays
celebrants sing psalms deep into the night
while we look-- both into, and beyond what is
right...undivided- within a water fall light
~words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '14
line the perimeter of a space so hallowed
that time and temperature rise to meet
the wide warm chords of home-coming
carousing the painted horses who
without stopping- move up and down
to an asphalt beat--cementing any doubts
of when we would meet----again the instrumental
allowing us more time to tell
the difference between a colorless morning sky
and one which naturally is on fire with fuscia
& where we look respectively...and how
the train engine accelerates steam
between our elephant ears-- while whole
families of geese loom a natural order
filling up the skies--unbeknownst to baby cries
charred steeples get scratched on sundays
celebrants sing psalms deep into the night
while we look-- both into, and beyond what is
right...undivided- within a water fall light
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