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DarkPoetry Poem of the Day: soundless, I sit like a prayer at the edge of black waters

There's no light like the love of light,
and the light that moves between,
though, some would have it otherwise.
Black water, impossible dream.

No wonder the world cries out from
its darkening room. No wonder the
angels have shed their faery wings.

Flame end of October,
perfect enchantment five days gone.
Sky like a Monet, cloudless,
lazily blending its pink-blue hues.
Cold shore, dip and throttle.

There's no end to what's ahead.
Five days of grace.
Five fingers and one palm.

The gold in the trees is the gold in our hair,
dreamily combing us out and in.
Gentle burnings, and the first pages are turned...

Who says we end with careful steppings?
Who can divide the adjective and noun?
Swan Love. Turqouise Dream. Sansho-En.

I dreamt I were the world gone mad,
but still you continued to shine out,
feet off the ground and praying.
Always praying.

And if I've ever moved an inch, it was
only from my heart. Cloud step.
Heart within my heart, heart space.

Ten birds and one feather circling,
God's whisper, and they're gone,
east and who knows where,
and still you continue to shine out.

Late afternoon, the Geneva lupins
perk their bony heads one last time
before the night's calling.
I sit where I always sit, waiting soundless,
a prayer at the edge of black waters,
my mouth opening with its song:

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Your Poem for July 28, 2010

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Okay, on title alone, who could resist reading this? Sarah's poem presents love that's just like the cherries they're picking and putting by--a little bit sweet, a little bit tart--and all of us long-time couples can relate! The description "spattered in cherry gut" speaks volumes in this delightfully restrained exchange from a poet who is celebrating her debut on YDP as well as a birthday today! Today's poem is  "Monogamy Among Mason Jars"   by Sarah Busse  Thanks for supporting www.YourDailyPoem.com.   Jayne Jaudon Ferrer

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