Thursday, August 2, 2007

the azure empire

so splintered this well

reflects stuttering

and shuddering, shouting out

at an unrecognizable reflection

ever dreaming a still surface

ever catching the glare

a subsiding shower

under a dusking sky

a halo of dreams

that circle around the last grasp of a flexing tree

perplexing the ages

pressed against the rich bark

founded with consumption, often of an unknowable entity

striving for remembrance

and longing for a glimpse

of your swirling skirts in slow motion

dancing there on the red rocks

above the defeated winter seas

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