O at the Edges

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Echo Charm

Posted on August 26, 2017 by robert okaji

Echo Charm

Right on left, or returned

what circles back, unbroken
yet opened?

Your mouth centers me.

Diminished, I rise, listening.

Grass rubbing against grass.
The lizard’s scarlet throat, swelling.

Not refusal, but denial.

Eyes the color of blood.

You practice your words carefully,
repeating each special phrase.

Blood the color of sky.

Sky the color of eyes.

And always the warm shade.

10 thoughts on “Echo Charm”

Jazz Jaeschke on August 26, 2017 at 10:41 am said:

Intrigued by “not refusal, but denial” … delightful puzzle!

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- robert okaji on August 26, 2017 at 11:39 am said:
  
  O, those little puzzlements! 🙂
  
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Diana on August 26, 2017 at 2:57 pm said:

Images and words: both exquisite. Always a pleasure to behold Robert!

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- robert okaji on August 26, 2017 at 3:34 pm said:
  
  Thank you, Diana. So pleased you think so!
  
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ivors20 on August 26, 2017 at 7:21 pm said:

A charming poem, and the line, “Grass rubbing against grass The lizards scarlet throat swelling” grabbed my senses as I’m munching away here on my breakfast.

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- robert okaji on August 26, 2017 at 9:09 pm said:
  
  Thanks, Ivor. I do love watching these lizards!
  
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Sudden Denouement on August 26, 2017 at 10:19 pm said:

Wow.

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- robert okaji on August 27, 2017 at 8:35 am said:
  
  Thank you.
  
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derrickjknight on August 27, 2017 at 3:40 am said:

Great imagery

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- robert okaji on August 27, 2017 at 8:35 am said:
  
  Thanks, Derrick!
  
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