Horizon lines: by Bonnie McClellan

the world is dark.
shutters open.
the sky’s glacial pool opens.
three morning stars laugh
over the horizon line.

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this copse of time
this stand of hours
………..between nows
becomes a minute
………..thicket
bristling towards the moon.

By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

adina richman says:

March 18, 2017 at 3:46 pm

Copse of time Stand of hours

Beautiful!

Sent from my iPhone

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1. bonniemcclellan says:
  
  March 18, 2017 at 6:25 pm
  
  Thanks Adina, I live with so many ‘time telling’ devices…
  
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lrichm2014 says:

March 18, 2017 at 11:04 pm

Love This poem! Edging between darkness and time, between Happy Morning stars and time. The mystery of the universe.

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1. bonniemcclellan says:
  
  March 25, 2017 at 9:01 am
  
  Thanks so much, it’s the fruit of waking up at 4:30 in the morning…
  
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