Things the River Washed Away

 

Red feathers float down and land in the stream

Under a full moon

A flock of cardinals in my dreams

Warnings on red wings

Of tiny sparks and precious things

 

You were born in winter 

And I lay in the snow

With my ear to the ground

Listening for murmurs 

Of frozen rivers and silent dreams

 

Summer came and 

We nursed under the willow trees

Drinking deep from a buried stream 

Flowing underground beneath the city

 

If you weep in the grass,

Let your tears soak through the ground 

And join the river of tears that runs underneath

That connects us all 

So they again can rise in spring

With the four leaf clovers and dandelion wings

 

If you put your ear to the ground

Listen for the whispers that remain

Of a million wishes made

And some that floated away

 

We came to two rivers,

One above and one below

My heart cracked open 

Spindles and black things fell 

Spirals and wings unfurled

A hologram an eclipse of the moon

 

The things the rivers washed away

A veil of tears in November rain

Petals in the month of May