Thursday, July 28, 2011

Low and Golden / new poems 2011

Of a Clap Breaking Silence

On the brink of discovery,
A smile, lying within myself,
A chrysalis rife with signs
Of impending rupture.

Flower heart,
The blood of bouquets
I swim in search of fever dreams
Where I awake a mountain.

Quiet thoughts escape
Upon the wind
Where sleep surrenders
It's own soft laugh.

Broken thunder rides
A shoreline electric with souls
Lost to the sands of time,
Like rain lost to open water.

Breath in air drunk with love
And hovering weightless,
Where the hours forget for a moment
To add themselves to years.

My smile like rain
Falling through your laughter,
Whetted remembrance
Of a clap breaking silence.

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