in the hand of a smaller morning

in the hand
of a smaller morning, i would
not be so taken

in the realm
of corners white, i would
not so have fallen

but this morning
is fragrant towards an evening remembered - of
corners glided with breezes
revelations of sky

wide (not) enough to hold thoughts
of you, sunrise blue (not)
enough to touch the filling
of a heart, nor the red
of my rapture
against the salver of the
day

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012

October Morning by Shawn Zents
posted for d'Verse - Open Link