Red Leaves

November 14th, 2013 by Deborah K. Kelly



I want to push away from the chatter

of perspectives

and try


with a teaspoon of blue agave between

my tongue tip and my throat

burning like the stroke

of  morning


I want to try sometimes

to see with my eyes only


to get beyond the spat sprayed


tight perspectives


to some little wisdom


like red leaves on bent grass

cupping rain






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