TheBanyanTree: Henny Penny

Mike Pingleton pingleto at gmail.com
Fri Nov 4 09:08:58 PST 2005


for Julie.
 up when her rich browns are gray
as the gray grass in the gray light,
she does not wait for the sun;
a sun of her own making
must be made this day
from the dew on the grass,
from the bugs in the garden,
and the meal in her dish.
round she runs, a soft clock
clucking as fire climbs sky,
as treasure gathers and feathers fly.
the waxing light shows off
the day's new paint
as she decants her hidden forge
in the christmas wreath,
top shelf in the garage,
orange sun in shelled secret.



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