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You measured me where I laid, again and again, at every angle, every summer by the beach, to the shade, to the yard where I played through the winters, pushed the snow away. Constant, from every angle you eyed me up, duplicated my likeness in white on blue, in the green to autumnal camouflage, patterned to every scene. You aged me, take my breath away, force me to hide when you hide, as hours just melted away. You love too much, shrink me from my own sweat. Above me, you stay and away, stay and away all the days. What it must be like near the heavens with so many events -- amid sheep that stray, drift from you after tears they wept, soft to lay upon the ground swept, flooding rivers, flowering trees and the tender buds yawning, breeding cycles or migration of animals and birds, all led in natural divisions, while local customs celebrate in recognition of the seasons. I'm blistered, if I love you too much. I'm cold, when I don't see you. I could never blame you wanting to make an image of me while we play until another harvest, dying day, as you crawl into the hole they dug for me to warm just one more time. 9.26.20 10.2.21 edit 38 lines, freeverse just something I'm playing with. thinking about time divisions, using our friend the sun, playing on our ignorance and some scientific understanding. https://nrich.maths.org/6070 |