Angeline
Poet Chick
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JUDO said:June Gloom
Waking early today, I find
After hours of being that my mind
Still drifts in hazy circles of grey.
Memes exchanging looks
But not numbers.
Another mystical morning
With a low lying coastal warning
Lending its mystery to treetops and chimneys.
The world steps with me
Adrift in the fog.
Out of the smoky dark
Resurface a face, a spark
Ten years gone with no eyelashes
Over acute oriental curves
That I once kissed and kissed again.
A woman called June
She and I never in tune
Down different paths we parted
Into impressions of what came
Waving bye-bye.
Out of the haze, not fears,
An iridescent pearl appears.
Sweet surfer from a distant shore calls me
with her Pacific waves, a foamy blues
that soaks into the sand. Look here! I see
you reborn sister. Poetry renews
my faith in dear ones come to sing. Remain
my girl, and fill these pages up with jazz
that hoofs across the space of time's refrain,
untangling my faded smile for what has
been, for fallow words I have yet to write
well up in me to flow in tides of ink
when Judo's here and I am giddy, light
of heart, awash in happiness, a blink
of joy, the means to my iambic end
was here--my teacher, sonnet sister, friend.