Serena M. Tome

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Linen Sheets - for JS
 
 
1.
flags
descend
through
guarded whispers
 
pain takes flight in the
wind like a handkerchief
shape shifting into a dove
 

2.
the sun sets slowly        kissing
earth’s cheeks
 
you stand erect like a totem pole
as crows nest on your head

 
3.
a flaming collage of Autumn colors
burn     in the distance               surrounded
by ashen bark and splayed shadows
of limbs and mist stretched out
like linen sheets
 

4.
a slight breeze
break silence
as your eyes unfurl
and you begin to awake