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Rise and Bloom

The way I will court you
is not a riddle of distances
nor will there be need for 
A lion's pride


I will simply look at you
square in your eyes
The silver light of my
grandmother's grandmother's 
great granddaughter 
brightening the sky above


And then invite you to swim with me 
inside the reckless tide
Climb through thickets
Footsteps before
Footsteps behind


 cdw 12/27/15


Caline's Poem of the Month

for January 2016:​

Rise and Bloom