DAYLIGHT
Saturday, April 23, 2011
The closet
Subtle like drizzle,
Catchers on rainbows
Where dreams fly under
Shining in a closet
A stone
Golden with age
Sunday, April 17, 2011
The time is right
Drinking to tomorrow,
Yesterday in a spoon
left in a corner
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Talking to elms
Walking by the trees
the necklace of the sky
glitters like windows
with shocked eyes
the water in puddles
lies dead like sleep
somewhere nearby,
a dream shivers quietly
Monday, April 4, 2011
The wolves in his lines
Over red clay
a writer fumbles
his words,
rich they seem
like the rain in his lap
shouting at mountains
the wolves in his hands
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