Distance is you
fevered under the linen of snow
Breathing blue, weighed
by stiff white crystals
Hemmed by dark
feathers & stones
Under the dead
rib, I whisper urgently
to your curled ear:
Never forget-
Be a savage fern!
Be the wild blooming sage!
Grace@EverydayAmazing
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille, is a 44 word post with the word CURL, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg. First prompt for the year 2017! Happy new day!!!
