how weak were we
dining on plum blue shadows
no table mat anymore.
how odd to live behind a door with no roof.
roofless, we endured
finding a home in the pear tree
in our sprigged dresses under moonlight.
under moonlight, I counted out my change
hoping to buy another word with God.
in the morning I found
golden coins
had rained down in my sleep.
mary angela douglas 27 august 2018
dining on plum blue shadows
no table mat anymore.
how odd to live behind a door with no roof.
roofless, we endured
finding a home in the pear tree
in our sprigged dresses under moonlight.
under moonlight, I counted out my change
hoping to buy another word with God.
in the morning I found
golden coins
had rained down in my sleep.
mary angela douglas 27 august 2018
