~the colors of condolence



x. blue

notice the still-life

          a landscape of salt

this is the way

it must stay

until the end of rain

x. black

grip the brass

like long movements on a slide trombone


x. yellow

there is no hesitation from

migrating birds

as they navigate upward, the direction

of sky

yet still

I will barter


my half-halo for their wings

x. grey

bent spines

          bent knees

we are lower than

we were

we are wood

behind the nail

x. white

below the windowsill

of a poet

the oleander is personified

like a white flag

          waving, waving

I nod my head

and walk away

 ©  lori hamilton


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