for Rose <br /> <br />- <br /> <br />Because the sky <br />is such a blue <br />demanding admiration <br /> <br />I chance to see <br />a passing fleet of gulls. <br /> <br />Because I crane my neck <br />to see the gulls <br />I chance to see <br /> <br />a pale crescent moon <br />near its zenith. <br /> <br />Because the sky is such a blue <br />because the passing gulls lift me up <br />because the pale crescent moon tugs at me <br /> <br />I feel the earth spin beneath my heels. <br /> <br />- <br /> <br />(The Mid-America Poetry Review; Winter 2005-2006)<br /><br />Hanque O . . .<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chance-encounters/
