Sunday, April 7, 2013

Wind and shadows

Earth and wind
gritty dust teeth sense
dry speaks...

Late day sun
small pebble multitude
each casts shadow...

Step up inhale
then down exhale
ladder anchor...

Children on trampoline 
bodies straight then curved
life micro...

Sleeping bruises
a waking surprise
bruises bloomed...

Thanks to Mae
for her 
"how the bruising bloomed"
on Hello Poetry...!

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