Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Alone On Wednesday





the sky shone translucent gray
gray in its blue
it surrounded me as a globe cover
Opaque to what hid beyond
though in between were trees

their outstretched pain yearning
to be held, by stiff darkness
and almost black against
slate covering
background

to the golden flame
burning brightly in front of them,
my fire was nuclear
with energy
all alone on a sundeck in wilderness

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