Saturday, April 9, 2016

Sevenling (You gave me)

You gave me the lavender dress from a basement vintage shop
That had been a white nightgown, trunked in an attic;
Your solemn joyful promise; the Mondrian scarf you would have discarded.

You chose for me these remarkable blue glasses; this hairstyle; 
That final thoughtless birthday present.
Some of these lost, some discarded, some still right here.

Forgetfulness: a sideways blanket.


  1. Cool,is that a new form of poetry...Sevenling.Sounds nice :)
    I am doing forms this month,so quite inetersted

  2. It is indeed. Here's some more info:
    Good luck with the forms!