Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Gold and White

Gold and White

Tell me two true things my dear, and we heard a flapping.

Well, the water is gold and those darlings are white.

Au contraire, said I. You speak of solar reflection.

And no bird was ever all white, it is but their feathers.

This is when you, pulling a clump of sod, fed me it.

And I rolled you off the blanket as those wings beat the air.

c. Ciprianowords, Inc. 2009

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