JBMulligan
wave watching
The clouds are shattered shells
on a blue beach in the late
of day - some dark, some light,
and shards shiny as pearls.
Standing on many shores,
hearing the various seas,
an inner tide will rise,
response to everywhere,
for anywhere is moon
and moons within the blood
echo what is unheard,
all music and no song.
JBMulligan: JBMulligan has had poems and stories in dozens of magazines, including
recently, Elegant Thorn, Mystic Prophet, Animus, Poetry Midwest and Colere, and two chapbooks: The Stations of the Cross and THIS WAY TO THE EGRESS, and has appeared in the
anthology Inside Out: A Gathering of Poets
(http://www.geocities.com/anneyohn2003/index.htm)
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