before sun-white wall
green buds dream of lavender
in thrall to iris

before sun-white wall
green buds dream of lavender
in thrall to iris
The Lord is taking things
into Our hand,
Divine and Human, One.
solitary nude
unperturbed by graffiti
monsters’ silly snarl
Behind, belated, and loving it
Stretch
don’t dabble
plunge in
wholehearted
welcome the violoncello
its notes reverberate
glide raindroplike near
undying
forever
deep-dive
where invaders
in mantles of mother of pearl
melt suffering into iridescence
shapeshift into shining
gems
befriend the flitting
swallow
see it build its nest from
mud and saliva
here in the quiet cloister
of an abandoned
convent
turn the stone it
astounds
lay your palms
gratitude gently
on stumbling blocks
pour syrah on the ground
drain the silver
cup
stretch farthest
the lark spirals skyward
listen
its song caresses
the wheat field
when you break bread
let its flavor be
vertical
Souvenir
Sand-colored
luscious plutocratic
pair
supreme slender utterly
elegant long-legged
Afghans
twin elongated faces
gold-glinting
eyes
wide-windowed
St. Andrew’s viewpoint
sighthounds’ horizon
skyscrapers crystal spikes
HongKong below
glistening
water’s rim
similar sunlit immersion
still here
sand-color pervades
all
her flawless robe
hair flowing down
bronzed shoulders
hand lightly
on shivering greyhound flank
shimmering
sand-colored
instant
Prompt:
memory of dogs