It’s a wonderful thing to sell a drawing or a painting, but every once in a while at an art market someone will buy one of my poetry magnets and I have to say it is an amazing feeling. To have a stranger read your inner thoughts and say yeah, I want to keep those words with me even though by reading they have already consumed them, it really is a helluva thing. A deep sense of being acknowledged. It’s pure nourishment. Anyway, I am deeply grateful to the couple who today chose to purchase a copy of this poem to make it a part of their own private landscape. I stare at the sun instead of watching where I’m going I watch the light of my dreams so bright that I’m blind as the night twinkle twinkle I see so clearly every orbit but never the satellite that blindsides me So I wink back at every flirty star I whisper their names the ones they gave each other before eternity made her plans I wonder where my feet are or where they will be tomorrow when I dance behind my door or in front of yours in the morning I taste the grass and Earth in my bruised teeth I stubbed my toe on the moon again should have watched where I was going —- By Doodleslice #poem

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