Saturday, February 05, 2011


Category: Poetry/Lyrics

The stability of dirt
surprises the soles of our feet-
tough as leather belts
but cautious.
Perched, raptor-style on rounded peaks
we marvel
at the undulations, which
mirror the sunset,
layered like a jelly dessert.
The heat-coloured earth leaks its warmth
into twilight’s muted blue-
its ink-and-water cocktail.
The stars are too numerous,
too clear.
They sting dry eyes
and burn dry throats,
distorting the danger
of falling.

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  • I like this. Free flowing and a bit raw, emotionally. I’ll have some more please.

    Posted by deminizer  on  02/06  at  01:48 PM
  • Greedy guts! Glad you like it smile

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  02/07  at  01:14 PM
  • Great piece. I’m enjoying the images it puts in my head.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  06/08  at  09:59 PM
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