Half Daisy, Half Moth

The title and the poem have nothing to do with each other, aside from the fact that they were two friends who happened to be on the same page.

Here are the arms

that hold me

so still against the earth

 

soft grey hands

surround me

and murmur of rebirth

Reviews

[James K. Blaylock]

I really enjoyed this short and sweet piece. I think that much can be stated within so few words.

jkb