Sunday, November 5, 2017

Your Letter


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Your Letter

At last, your letter has arrived —
in the form of a butterfly.

Isn’t that just like you?

And now, everywhere I go,
I hear children say,

“Look — that man is whispering in color.”

Poems, Slightly Used, November 1, 2008



6 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

Wow, exquisite.

William Michaelian said...

Now, that brought a smile to my face. Thanks, Jonathan.

Jan said...

I am so proud to know of and be friends with such a talented writer.
Your words speak in rainbows because you, my dear friend, are magical 🍁🍂

William Michaelian said...

Another smile. Thank you, Jan.

Jill Hlavaty said...

Love the words
Love the blog

Hope all is well
Not much to tell
Here...

William Michaelian said...

All is well. Not much to tell here, either. A very quiet day. I just came in from raking some leaves. Lots of crows out there cawing high up in the neighbor’s fir trees. Feels like it might freeze in the morning, but it’s still mostly cloudy out now. I hope all is well with you too. Thanks, Jill.