Gifts
These are the things
I wanted to give you today
a shoebox
brim-full with blossom
a breath of sunlight
caught from the curtains
the belly of brightness
snapped from a sheet
a piano lid at night
dusted in starlight
the ferns of ice
feeding on the stillness
of winter cars
the crumbled angel
of a shattered bus shelter
a swirl of leaves
and the silence
from the streets we walked
the old gold
lining the gutters
all the stars
from a starling
handfuls of sparrows
the dropped piano
played by snow
a spill of quiet chords
under your bed
the shadows
from the pleats in my palms
petals of glass
frosted by the sea
a jam jar
frothing with daises
flames
from a sunflower’s mane
rust from its heart
