Tag Archives: rain

Lightning

your body, charged and opening, receives me in tenderest vein and history, recalling rain-faced flowers as petals glisten and bend.

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Dance

Servicing joy’s turn, feet pray upon fertile ground– Grace, joined at the hip.

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Roses

Roses near to grief, how petals kiss death softly, then fall, just because.

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Apple

Ripe apple, shaded, beckons the encroaching light– at the core, Divine.

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Parasol

Will wonders never cease to freeze in place Beauty’s corseted voice, how we kiss rain between slats of sunlight and thin air?

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Vein

Crepuscular dames hoarding rain in barrowed hearts– magic’s brooding vein.

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Salt in our Wounds

The Morton Salt Girl, refashioned in atomic yellow with a lavender dome of defense; a 21st century nod to flagrant fall-out and downpour that burns.

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Alice Through the Looking Glass

Drizzle-matted canvas of glass, static layers of form assimilating harmony– Alice, sublimely mute, matches gravity to prayer in refining the lost art of sadness.

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Catalog

I have begun to name and catalog the different types of dark. It helps. Warm-dark, cave-dark, void-dark, womb-dark, sleep-dark, Eros-dark, blank-dark, siege-dark, and there is the anonymous dark that gets in your head and behind your eyes and in your … Continue reading

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Girl in Yellow Raincoat, and Dog

The rain, like gospel acid, dissolves and revives in equal measures. Parts of girl and dog, melted, weeping off the shallow cliff of curbside. The girl’s features have been washed away by the storm, yet the embryonic portrait of her … Continue reading

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