Lillian Susan Thomas Poems

White

silk scarf
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Potters' hands are dry
From handling wet clay.
As oils in the skin are stripped away.
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Canadian geese
Pull a blue northern on wings.
Winter blankets
piled on the cedar chest
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Full moon overhead
dewy rice fields and a pond
glistening white
My way still in pitch darkness
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Poetry reading was canceled tonight.
So poets stay at home to write;
Snowflakes drift down in clumps of white.
Sticking to where ever they land
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Firelight through wine glasses
Paints ruby expressions on the ceiling
That move with the dance of shadows on the bed below.
We fall exhausted into the down comforter
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Sleep kisses are petals

of a dream lover's bouquet:
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Poetry reading was canceled tonight.
So poets stay at home to write;
Snowflakes drift down in clumps of white.
Sticking to where ever they land
...

I pretend to sleep
as dawn splits the dark in two
and you rise to dress
under the covers I watch:
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