the glimmer and bloom

on sundays terry writes then reads aloud
nothing moved but church
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how the ten of us take turns
reading the seeds we’d like to plant
(including one that blooms
into a tree that warms those who need it
in the bitter winter cold)
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the big multi-colored heart i draw on the wipe board
with the juicyfresh wipeboard markers
that work impressively well
before the a-frame thing
is wheeled away
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dumb and beautiful i say
about fireworks
to honna as we catch the glimmer and
bloom of another display
popping and booming near the edges of the arch
as seen from the recently redone surface
of her roof