It paints with more colors than all the flowers
that ever bloomed. It pounces like a lion cub.
It’s the north star, the southern cross
the lace on the moon, the secret of chocolate.
that ever bloomed. It pounces like a lion cub.
It’s the north star, the southern cross
the lace on the moon, the secret of chocolate.
It’s the February sun glowing in the last icicle
on the roof. It’s the blind girl, whose voice
is so beautiful birds gather on branches
near her window for a sing-a-long .
It’s that balmy night when we were young
when the roses found a violin to play.
It’s a giant eraser rubbing out mistakes.
It’s your first train ride, the last midnight swim
of the year. For every day you love, a snowflake
melts on your cheek, and every night a star trembles
over the town, keeping watch as you sleep
children safe in their beds, mice nibbling in the dark.
Speaking of...
Readers also liked…
-
Poem: "Saturday Poetry Workshop: What Have You Learned"
- Oct 1, 2016
-
Poem: America Needs a Muslim President
(an open poem to Donald Trump)
- Nov 1, 2016
Hudson Valley Events
submit event
Kirtan
Saturdays, 7:30-9 p.m. — We welcome everyone to an ecstatic evening of Kirtan and meditation....
Latest in Poetry
More by Cynthia Poten
-
A Poem: August Requiem
A poem by Cynthia Poten.
- Jul 1, 2013
- More »
Readers' Favorites
-
Changepoint Theater
- 260 Mill Street, Poughkeepsie Poughkeepsie NY 12601
-
(845) 452-6007
- (based on 2 user reviews)
-
Roost Studios & Art Gallery
- 69 MAIN STREET, NEW PALTZ New Paltz NY 12561
-
8456751217
- (based on 2 user reviews)
Chronogram on Instagram
@Chronogram
