Slowly the light tickles its way through the cracks in the curtains. I
open one eye and then the other. Outside I hear the robin thank
the sun for gracing another day. I stretch. Slowly. Lazily. You
mutter in half consciousness and roll into a tight embryonic curl. God
plays around your face, dusting your eyebrows with salt. And for
this one moment, saturated with joy, I shed a tear. Most
likely sensing my intense gaze, you wake, and see this
damp cheek. Concerned you lift a gentle hand, amazing
eyes speak concern. Then I laugh, welcoming you to this new day.

 

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This is my first attempt at a “Golden Shovel.”

Here are the rules, in a nutshell:

– Take a line from a poem you admire.
– Use each word in the line as an END word in your poem.
– Keep the words from the original line in order. When finished, you will be able to read down the right margin, and have the original chosen line intact.

I chose a favourite poem by e e cummings:
i thank You God for most this amazing

De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) gave us the challenge over at d’Verse.
Why not give it a try?  🙂

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