John Edward Smith Jr.

Dash Salter

  I came and it went by
I think I even thought
       upon beauty on an edge
                             of day in a field.
swaying willows.
   deep deluge down to dark.
     colors of sunlight.
                       smell sharp of sunlight.
  colors of love.
               speak to me.
     countlessly briefly.
           nights passed
       and the sun never went down.