Embroidery


Two Mademoiselles

 sit side by side

 in the tip top of myrtles outside my window

their skirts bunch full above old brown limbs

and little birds know embroidery becomes them 

see how they pull sunlit threads through aging branches

a bit of summer sun peeks around the corner

a grey cloud lifts his hat to the pair

while inchworms stare at

the hoop of blue which stretches ’round about the sky

which somehow holds feathers on patchwork 

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