Tuesday, June 26, 2012

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
our quartz city 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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