What Have You on Sunday Afternoon

Maureen Donatelli's most recent poem here was Nectar. Read them both and you'll get a sense for Maureen's versatility.

What Have You on Sunday Afternoon
By Maureen Donatelli

clouds measure,
white feathers cross a sapphire sky,

water is the outcome,
pulled from warm sweet skin,

with sermons and yellow straw hats
abandoned to the shade of drowsy trees,

dreaming

faraway, children pour happiness into the heat,
bare feet flash sparks in the deep dry grass,
airy voices shred the hours into oblivion.

Posted by Annmarie at 6/12/2011 12:58 AM
Categories: today's words
Tags: Maureen Donatelli Sunday clouds dreaming
 

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