Tuesday, June 5, 2018

scene three






















everywhere a tingling pocket temple
rock words paving
lines define
paths taken
under
the 

shine thrown from a moon beam
mirrored in ink waters possible
and
the quartz city rising rising 
lives scripted
outlined


except


one never can quite predict
the play
of
light 

shadow
and
the sudden pull toward a new line
a forgotten curve
heart blue silver kissed lightening



ArT by Marta Pelrine-Bacon
http://wordsareart.wordpress.com/

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