Thursday, August 23, 2018

The Beautiful Things Not Playing Their Part

the beautiful things have arisen in my heart
they will not be quelled
nor will they play their part

on the incriminating stage
but rise with gold spotted wings
above the trembling

gilding the clouds, greening
the everglades of the stars
staining the ground

with fuschia shadows.
endlessly now.

mary angela douglas 23 august 2018