SPARK

Bridget Fahey O’Brien
Carrying Light
Response

No Secrets
Annmarie Lockhart
Inspiration Piece

The trees were supposed to carry
you my secrets:
scrawled love notes on swirling leaves.

But no wind blows six years strong
and I forgot the words
to our unnamed song.

You drew a dream in the low-tide sand
and showed it to me
while I was looking at the stars.

She saw what the surf
left behind under scattered jellyfish
and said Stars belong in the sea.

But I know stars must be plucked
from the waves
and hung in the sky

to spell out the story of tomorrow
scavenged from scraps
of yesterday.

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