Meeting Keza

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Siblings

i hear you humming
in the corners of our home

small voice
suspended in secrets

you are looking at her
while you sing

your eyes turning up at the sides
like you two know something

no one else does
the blue of them bluer

I wonder were they always
so deep

were they always
so blue

she is transfixed
ears standing on end

face pressing against
the small song

that you wrap
like a vow around her

does she listen
because you see her

does understanding suddenly
open in her eyes

a hidden flower
found by sun

when she realizes
she is among her own kind

2 comments:

  1. i love it! amazing writing that makes my spirit soar!

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  2. Oh, mama. You are always my biggest fan. By the way, only a mother would use the phrase "making my spirit soar".

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