Monday, 12 August 2019

I woke this morning

I woke this morning

to music of breath and skin,
dark cascade of pillowed hair,

a jacaranda-blue day
dancing through the curtains

and kookaburras exultant
celebration of day.

First published in One Sentence Poems May 19
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