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The trees


08.10.14 Posted in today's words by

Susan Sweetland Garay’s most recent poem to appear here was Saying please (July 2014).

The trees
By Susan Sweetland Garay

I measure my days in glasses of water–
all my vices have been taken from me
and I am left with only this clear liquid,
responsible for so much good and ill.

Time feels short
and life is tricky
and I suppose
something in me
drew you closer
despite my
difficulty.

But for me,
I think,
it was the trees

in that certain light
that only comes
right after a rain.

When the sky is a fantastic
dark grey blue backdrop and
the trees themselves
seem to glow
neon green.

 



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