The sky is a bird
by Victor Abruzzi
Posted to Poetry on 2002-04-08 01:23:00
The sky is a bird
white and blue
gliding through
forever
never to descend
From the corner of its eye
a new reality springs out
and it falls down
like a tear from heaven
to wash up the land
The clock of the moon
and its tides
goes on
with its usual tic-toc
and it runs
and it smiles
hiding behind
the shores and horizons
of your body
lying here
beside me
so full of love
—
va apr 8 2002