Bethlehem's hope

Confession:  I edit a lot. Even when I read poems from my published collection, Naked, I sometimes see things I would change today.  Maybe I wouldn’t on another day.

I’ve worked on the following piece again and again.  Here’s a bit of “Bethlehem’s hope”, which wants to make it into my next book:

a bird’s cry harmonizes piano melody

it comes from an open door

when David sings his blues

he pours out his soul

it sparkles like scotch in a tumbler

I’m an image that stands in sunshine

I’m the fresh smell of rain

I guard the place where the moon decides to make it’s turn

determine when ocean waves lose their pull

but, I’m in the way

© 18 December 2018

Cindy B. Stevens 

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