Gratitude
I am grateful for a dancer's flow, gravity unhinged
for the bubble laugh of infants
for the stoplight on unsustainable war
for an inner voice of cursing
for walls of indifference falling
for sunlight striking like a cobra
for the bloom of tortured genius
for prickly cat and mouse discussions
for reality lost in the now of recreation
for streets not torn by combat
for the gingerbread fragrance of skin
for the quiet prayer from pulpits
for the spinning strobe of living.
Poem composed July 24, 2020.
Copyright © Brian Sambourne | Year Posted 2020
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