Saturday, February 17, 2018

For Those In Their Vast Slumber

we'll make thimbleberry jam
and sing to sleep under a juniper moon
those who came too early

those who left too soon
weaving from prairie grasses
the cradle for their return

the ships to traverse
the seashell silence of mermaids

binding with a rainbow thread
the great wound of the skies
over us

until the deep snow flies
covering the red clover.

mary angela douglas 17 february 2018