Shelter Between CoversA Poem by Girl Friday (Sarah W.)colored spines line crowded shelves -- index
finger absently tracing titles, I choose where
to escape, as afternoon light paints shadow
shapes across saffron walls well-worn
pages (comfortable), tranquilize me like midnight confessions to straying saints -- I
settle, as Boston appears upon the horizon of my entranced eyes these thin sheets -- some yellowed with age -- are
my refuge, elucidating the solace I find in words: love
in lines sewn together by extinct pens, companionship
in characters with convoluted antiquities today
the last shreds of August cover me, like
a layer of Egyptian cotton I stand
beside Esther
as she feels the rush of her bell jar lifting, and together we breathe before
I come back sipping spiced tea as the full-faced moon appears in low-sky luster -- a
tattered ribbon protects my place in another world, I
smile, knowing my return is only a bookmark away © 2013 Girl Friday (Sarah W.)Featured Review
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Added on August 25, 2013Last Updated on August 25, 2013 AuthorGirl Friday (Sarah W.)The Beach, CAAbout"She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire." - Charles Bukowski A NOTE TO MY FRIENDS: Thank you, everyone, who has supported me so kindly on this site. I am humbled by your kind revie.. more..Writing
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