Wednesday, January 2, 2013

I'll be your Huckleberry

Artiste avant
Atop, a humorous note.
Teakettle brass
And caramel
A sea without a boat.

Conceptual weaver
Reader of ways
High-hedged labyrinth.
Curiouser and curiouser
This place is hidden
Black velvet hyacinth.

Desert maiden
Her Heart a tree
Ever-breathing, layered knots.
Ahead, the red-rocked peaks
of fire and earth
Through speckled sun she walks.

How beautiful is that when the first person to ever call me Auntie, gives me this for Christmas?

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