Poem - Poets Colorful Goodnight Children by Raven Mcgraw

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Raven Mcgraw

Short Stories

- The Riverlight

Poems

- All Good Turning Wind
- Time Is Waiting In The Water
- Poets Colorful Goodnight Children
- Add To Me Along The Road
- Through The Town Of Mirrors: A Search For A Cowboys Last Rights
- Our Promenade Into The Garden
- Raven Medicine
- The Sound Of Our Perfect Color
- Random Whole
- Volume At The Rodeo
- Automatic Flowers
- A Seed From Rhythmless Me

Poets Colorful Goodnight Children
by Raven Mcgraw

These ideas I am feeling
I mentally brush along like an innocent toddler
A motherless child I am goading into place for a picture
So I can document her every shade before the negative vanishes for a lack of history

These children are my offspring
picking them up with souled hands
turning them gently like something overcooked in the oven
welding them together with an imprinting of my fingers
holding them close as they are mine alone
depressions of my pain
and every bit a part of me
for the dent they make while I hold them
is a touch of something created in my soul
destined to be black
for a lack of sunshine
shadowed by a sculptor that is a blanket
surrounding them and kissing them all goodnight
they are incredibly tired because its late
and they have all now finally collided into one dark color to sleep

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