In A Ball of Kissing Dreams
Stillness in the river
In the unanswered season—pledges of
Allegiance to a classroom in
The summer—
And other ghosts—like the graveyards of
Kindergarten—
The television still turns on when you
Are not around—
Hummingbirds hover in the ether,
Propelled by the wishes of
Abraham Lincolns—
You are up in Ocala with the orange trees,
The horses,
And your husband—or you race above
The earth,
A comet who struck matches across my
Bedroom like rattlesnakes entwined
In a ball of kissing dreams.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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