come let’s sit
on the front porch
in pink morning air
savor coffee
closeness

hands-over-brows,
we’ll face east
watch lavender clouds rise
over rooftops,
kiss tips of tall trees

then, we’ll set our cups
down on the table
we’ll sand layers
long lacquered

peel off
varnished veneers

down to circles
patterns
of light
and dark grain

expose blankets
of root beds
burls borne
from breakage

and a map of the seasons
we grew without rain

– Sharon Frye

© 2015, poem, Sharon Frye, All rights reserved

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