Trumpet Poem

Your atoms have danced

through the heart

of the sun

flashing

achingly golden

 

We will spin and flare

there again

unknowable words

in flame-bright

song

 

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6 thoughts on “Trumpet Poem

  1. I love the first metaphor:
    “Your atoms have danced
    through the heart
    of the sun”. It is a very pertinet metaphor, because it is TRUE, we are made of dust, dust of stars… and yes indeed, our atoms once danced through the heart of the sun. When you think to it, you can feel a spiritual vertigo that is … breathtaking. So, a breathtaking poem dear Jennifer 🙂 ♥

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