Saturday, March 31, 2012

Poems inspired by paintings or paintings inspired by poems......

ESTELLe

And If I could slip out the bedroom window,
onto the roof,
into the pine trees just beyond,
And slip into the branches to lay within their power,
I'd think I was safe,
out beyond,
above it all.
I'd talk to the squirrels and lay monthly eggs.

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