Naked in June

Not a wounded day,
I said a wound of day,
a gash where sun-rays
rent the dun field of sky.

Last week the earth-fields
were too wet to plow,
already June but still bare
mud-skin and corn-stubble.

Pretend you don’t see them
as you roll through
a strew of apple petals
and aspen-confetti parades.

All of us naked under
that same light-split caul.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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5 Responses to Naked in June

  1. joeroe12 says:

    love this! well done

  2. simonhlilly says:

    A real hit of words. Realism and …..

  3. johncoyote says:

    Your poetry and photos are amazing. Good to journey into good thoughts and words. Thank you.

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