wordbomb 4.24.14

2014, 24 April.

Midnight sweeps
a quiet exhale adieu
the gentle vale drops
mist across the moon
kissing shoulders
they turn away
seamless pivot and undulation
peace, deep under the stars.

The pause and kick reset of the old refrigerator
familiar mechanism, hum
a sentry centered in the dark downstair

snoring lightly, pointing ground birds to flight
the dog wings swift over my white comforter
and just as she is about to catch her folly
startles
gasping for air in a chase she did not run
she spikes stiff and re-curls
a quiet exhale adieu
the gentle vale drops

mist across the stubble grass
spooning under the same sky
miles and minutes – only minutes – apart.

DJDawson (c) 2014

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