Tuesday, January 5, 2016

secret breath of life












his day poured 
in thermoplastic petaled splendor;
articulated & arched 
through time alleys of wakefulness 
rolling 
present 
ageless
black sharpie outlined 
to the scuff-skitter of a solitary leaf skating across 20º frost 
Spring comes whispered on a gray southerly wind 
teasing
testing 
this day poured 
always 19
10,9,8,7,6 ...
always 
this day 
this place --located near sternum and stars 
nestled to soul 
(illustrated in tender prairie's paintbox) 
ethereal illusive passage granted
gathered 
this day 




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