Very beautiful Deborah.
"For this, and so many other poems, I am not
responsible and neither for falling in love "
-Peter Ciccariello
ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
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From: deborah russell <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Fri, 15 Jul 2005 07:55:35 -0700
Subject: Green Apples Snap - 7/13/05
Small Green Apples
I read and write without rest, moon-faced -
eyes mixed up with luster and conversation
Caught up, my hands full of rhyme...
On the front walk, his steps cinch the heart
A door flung carelessly open, shuts -
snaps like a twig beneath his feet
His dark fingers rake raven hair,
a few complaints of tangles...
In the foyer his ear rings gather brief notes,
sunlight through apple trees
Caught up...Caught up in his arms, his eyes...
A small wind chime spins out from a leafy sea
For this, and so many other poems, I am not
responsible and neither for falling in love
My hands do not rebel against this - the soft
nest of his face, there is no other lover with such
Caught up, this breath like kid skin, smooth, warm
and moist like Indian summer, waiting for
the first blush of small green apples
and a harvest of red and yellow leaves
Deborah Russell
Fort Collins, Colorado
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