Tuesday, August 7, 2012


SUN SIGN

I spin around the sun
wonder what becomes of age
when night crawls under
the window sash

I spin around the sun
for as long as I can
until mirrors no longer reflect
anything but the light

I spin around the sun
standing still sometimes
under stars confusing life
with anything but right

I spin around the sun
like a child who knows no age
I take my time and meet the gaze
of night when it comes

I spin around the sun
with love in my arms
on a warm summer morning
when songs come without warning

I spin around the sun
make my way in the day
like I have for many lifetimes
like I will for many nights

August 7, 2012


5 comments:

paul said...

Gorgeous ..... but then again, why wouldn't it be, it was written by you and you too are Gorgeous.

Rosalita said...

Happy Un-Birthday.

Rosalita

Rosalita said...

Greetings from Virginia. Wishing you a joyful (oh, what to call it?) nonrecognition of an event that happened way back when...you know what I'm talking about, Sister.

Linda Danz said...

Rosalita

Send me your e-mail. In dog years I'd be dead!

Rosalita said...

Obviously, I do not know how to blog.... You can reach me @ millpondfiberarts@gmail.com