Carolynn Shaw - Signals

Spring breeze shakes lose
Ash seed. I spiral into
their dance of disconnection.

Sheets hung on a thin line,
billow in the wind. A white
cloth waves from the pine,

like a flag of surrender.
I think of you Judah – a
Pale presence behind me.

Your eyes like riverbeds,
filled with secrets – with
the coming and going of shadows.

Carolynn Shaw

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