
The Name of the Rose
“The name of the rose on her lips as she sank into darkness was…” but the dream phrase left upon waking was cut off…
SEVERAL RAINBOWS
Several rainbows gathered around a drinking straw
knowing they had an angelic mission but
getting momentarily confused so they
fluttered and irridesced nevertheless and the
drinker at that straw saw intense white
light and fell back in ecstasy
Then the red end of the spectrum suddenly remembered so they
detached themselves from the straw and
flew across town in an incandescent pinpoint
until they came to a poor blind farmer’s
son who was just learning the harmonica
6/26/2001 (from The Music Space)
Categories: Poems