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In Here, This House of She
by H.M StevensA picture of happiness:
a sparrow perched on the bough,
the blue oak that
hangs through my front yard-
As if they arrive from two different worlds
Along the cement trail,
flowered in wet leaves,
leading to my red front door,
A picture of love:
from beneath that oak I crawl,
crimson tosses, stuns
Wings flap in wild ways,
from beyond the messengers bed
Eyes of sunshine-luster
steal a glance
Shower me,
in blazing underscores-
Home
a picture of happiness
a picture of love.
09/27/2004 Author's Note: This is an "unfortunate" revision, for I really have not, seemingly cannot understand HOW to indent or put words into italics. Bargh!
Posted on 09/27/2004
Copyright © 2024 H.M Stevens
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