Jew # 17
Jeweled morning glows
Echoes of birds from the trees
Withering the night
Juice flows in flowers
Eternal sap of our love
Wellspring of our joy
Jars of honey brim
Erratic flies the loud bee
Woodlands rich in bloom
Just us on these sands
Erecting castles again
Wading in sunlight
Joy is a fresh tide
Eloping from the cracked moon
Wan upon the sky
Jerk the wet branches
Empty them of silver tears
While the robin sings
Jar day open wide
Embrace the new beginning
Water cleansed with light
Joy is a swallow
Energized in clips of rain
Wet with old delight
Jew, my dreams are lit
Eternal as the bright sand
Waiting for your rain
Jewels of the heart
Every word the tongue fruits here
Whispers of my faith
Jolly good morning
Eking through the green of leaves
Wayward like a stag
Just brim me love's sweet
Embrace, in forest bosom
Wade me, desire pines.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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