Sandy Coleman and Ray Sharp

Sandy Coleman

Letting Go


Shades of Gray

By Ray Sharp

Inspiration piece

I wrote you a poem

in a small and even script

words like bird tracks

in wet sand

but I inked them out

with furious black smudges

and set it afire

dropped it and watched

words turn to ashes

and float across

your view of the moon.

Cremation, phoenix.

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