Friday, April 19, 2013

of ten in the morning . . .













sweet beautiful boys on mercury's breath
golden-ice ricocheted against the walls of velvet & morning
branched red bird sings of blue
as
bones form of clay & sand
heart becomes wired with the sunlight of this day
this day …..
particled of poignant purpose 

1 comment:

  1. of clay and sand... Love to you and your beautiful poignancy.

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