Stuck between frames
Between planes
Between panes
Of glass
I am in the skipped beat
The tripped feet
The moment I cannot
Move forward or pull back
(Being here is stretching me)
But suddenly
Time will snatch me forward
I will tumble through the doorway
with a roar
And for the first time
I will see your face
Stone and ivy
Deep green in magnolia leaves
I’m walking down Charlotte street
Wrought iron
Lace against brick
Under the shade of the oak trees
Whose roots lift the sidewalk
Without a second glance
The birds gather
At the blown glass feeders
The seeds scatter
Charlotte: you’re a beauty
You know how to move me
The summer sweat
The breeze that soothes me
Yellow doors
And wrap around porches
Steeped in the shade
The murmur of voices
Giving me iced tea,
Slow down feelings
My mind drifts
Muggy morning dreams of you
Charlotte you’re a beauty
through and through
