the bluebird sonnet and the punctured sky
the orphaned snow
the images that come and go
never settling
were we settlers too
or did we roam
forgetting the bluebird sonnet
scraping the snow off forevers
so that you wake up someone else
and not the one they knew
when they were leaving too
its hard to understand
what vanishes
what stays the same
what dissolves in rain
in languages suborned,
the instant
you pass away
mary angela douglas 15 july 2017
the orphaned snow
the images that come and go
never settling
were we settlers too
or did we roam
forgetting the bluebird sonnet
scraping the snow off forevers
so that you wake up someone else
and not the one they knew
when they were leaving too
its hard to understand
what vanishes
what stays the same
what dissolves in rain
in languages suborned,
the instant
you pass away
mary angela douglas 15 july 2017
