this place is sacred

Check out this lovely poet… who never fails to delight or surprise.. ❤


eyes blink rapidly like wings
of a bird taking flight
shaking loose cobwebs stitched
delicately throughout the night

though the shades are drawn
sunlight leaks in from cracks
in the window panes
stretched thin over time

house frame beams and sighs
breathing a little easier
since having no place to go
like oak tree outside the window

movements aplenty in and out
like apparitions in the hallway
a pair of cardinals on the bough
welcoming heavenly visitors

march two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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