White Blossoms

girl 

what do you see from here

songbirds appear from nowhere 

then hidden from me sleeping

your voice is a stillness still captive

held in some distant vacant space

if the earth around you blurs with sky 

glistens into melded silver chrome 

what do you intend to do about it

you listen in ear to the ground 

breath deeply in the gleam

of dogwood blossoms

miles from you one minor orphaned tree

clings to the edge of a busy old road 

feeling the jolt of time

you're spun around

dizzyingly dropped to knees 

buried in white 

blossoms

JPPestana

White Blossoms

3.21.2022