Short Stuff by Douglas Gilbert, “Sauntering”

Sauntering

Snow walk
branching reverie
missing her

She dazes my daydream
suffuses the day

Snow overall to crunch
will not defeat

Her tickle thoughts
laugh me
warm walking
a leaf
a scarf

An inner sky
blue calm.

I’m coming.

Soon a touch
being her
will giggle me all over

A bird is amused,
chirps

I sing,
flying home

— Douglas Gilbert
Books by Douglas Gilbert

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