Three Poems

by Ray Heinrich

forget the accident

the bits of glass
left in your face
sparkle beautifully
in the truck's lights

feet and figs

between the feet and the figs
listening to idleness
refusing to answer

oh my silence
oh my feet
each wiggley toe
blessing like prayer wheels
greeting me
escaped from socks
but i'm caught
between the feet and the figs

sky color

the sky was the color you expect
and you were a part of the sky
i was standing looking up
it was the only thing i could do

Copyright © 1996
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