L'aura del Campo

There comes a softening... (Q1,Q2,Q3,Q4)

There comes a softening...

...to the mouth
when licked by puppies,
touched by laughs
when a baby
can no longer
hold the grimace
thin, stretched, shut
gas must part the lips
and round the corners,
smile.

© Kåre Enga [171.Q1] December 2014.

There comes a softening...

to sore feet
when soaked in slats
or merely placed
upon a stool
massaged by oils
and probing fingers
warm appendages
of a giving heart.

© Kåre Enga [171.Q2] December 2014.

There comes a softening...

to this flag
when winds go limp
and its stiffened form,
worn out
by wafts of blowhards
welcomes that certain silence
of common sense,
a surviving testament
that whines and wails
do not prevail.

© Kåre Enga [171.Q3] 17 December 2014.

There comes a softening...

...to clear skies
when clouds move in
...and to the rocky hills
when snow descends
like dandruff
from my balding head
bare to all the sky decrees,
burning, cold or wet.

© Kåre Enga [171.Q4] 18 December 2014.

For you short story writers, read "Character is more important than achievement" . Joy has great advice.

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