Poem 20, June 20


Pink Gown


Before daylight

two days in a row,

I dreamed of you

& your pink gown.


Yesterday, I mowed brown

grass before the dew

dried off so

as not to negatively excite


you & it rained last night.

From the kitchen window,

I watched a robin accrue

eight worms it found


in one spot. Your pink gown

was all my thoughts turned to

in that moment. How slow

it glides down your body; how tight


it would fit this poem.