Kingfisher Jade RingingPoetry
Kingfisher Jade Ringing
Were a bird to become stone and keep flying.
Were a bell to become feather and keep ringing.
She lay down her brush whispering,
Were earth to remain earth and stay still.
She left the brush dry without washing it.
The hairs became a solid point of black carbon
whose words were forever withheld.
July, 8, 2016