from Beverly Morris Armstrong (Horowitz)
lifted off her Facebook post of it
Other poems by Beverly on cuke with a link to her cuke page
Looking out
on the blue white world
that just appeared
the way snow appears
out of nowhere
gentling us
to our deaths
splashed for one instant
after another with streetlamp
glow orange and pale
pink purple
is this what the bardo
lights will look like?
another breath
and all the lights
are changing every
moment circling
the planet
so that here
is nowhere
and now is
a forever place
we are lured
into holding
don’t be afraid i tell
myself when no one
is listening
but fat raccoons
toe dancing when unseen
ice slipping through
our fingers
mine and trees
solid for its glory moment
sharp and shining
then gone without warning
without warning snow
appears though forecast
here it is itself
a blue white world
so full of colors
gentling us
and slipping
through our fingers
19 February 2021
Boulder, Colorado
