Crystallines by Kathy Lippard Cobb

crystalline #1

Running through wildflowers, far from you,
the blurry field a purple hue.

crystalline #2

Flat on my back, staring at storm clouds,
has silence ever been this loud?

crystalline #3

Candlelight and red roses . . .
the champagne bubbles tickle our noses.

crystalline #4

Seeing you today . . . and forgetting
all of the things I had to say.

crystalline #5

A stranger's admiring glance . . .
all the way home, I practically dance.

crystalline #6

Page after page, seeing my eyes
in the faces of my ancestors.

crystalline #7

I clear the lump in my throat,
as his saxophone hits a higher note.

crystalline #8

Tonight, I sit here alone, knowing
you share the stars with someone else.

crystalline #9

My eyes closed, toes pointed toward the treetops,
I swing higher and higher . . .

crystalline #10

Letters I once lived for . . .
sitting on the curb with the rest of the trash.

crystalline #11

With a whisper, the prima ballerina
prances, twirls, leaps and lands . . .