catastrophic from all angles
there’s no other way to
see to it – that

the gentle lull of life
bathes me again and again
over a pinnacle of light

always bright to be
just like you,
beautiful to behold in a

yellow sun aghast at the phrase
in this, yet the river flows of me,
as clarity of moment unfolds

in the copper brown of
a wiser moon – central to the
core of my hope, my love for you –


© K. James Ribble

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