Prayer #3

The slumbering clouds tiptoe across azure fields,

silent enough to keep the children dreaming

in their cots & bedrooms of floral wallpapers

clutching cross-eyed unicorns, like sentinels

against scheming criers hanging around the harbor

No, I have seen enough to know

in the postcards on the coffee table

there lives vigils &

enough afternoon creatures to make a country

of patient roads, mellow ponds

cradles without opium-bearing trees

& today the children dozed off

in their sunlit dollhouses

Keep away from trespassing upon their uplands

let these ephemeral sylphs have their naps

before the flocking augurs can return

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Cover Photo by Ron Lach.