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bsquirrel
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0 posted 2003-10-22 12:51 PM


Crepuscular rays become words
floating down the page -- a touch
of moon, silver circle
illuminating instance. And distance
is a tree's long hands
reaching for the stars. The mist
he scrapes apart with nails
soft as weathered wood.

The scent of night is twined in verses
purple as the ending sky. Clasps of flowers
fastened tight to fence posts, marking ways.
Where to walk and where to talk and where to listen,
where to crawl. Where to stop and where to start
and where to hold onto the wall.

My hand slipping against the fence,
I came across a difference. The thorns that usually
cut my hands were old -- and only scattered.
Claws arrayed against the earth. Had they ever mattered
when soft cuts seemed a solace
light as roses' dust?

Such words are gathered with a scythe --
cut at stalk, they bleed.
They displace seed, their roots clench tight
to taste wet wilting petals.
The mud is born within each rain --
tonight the sky is clear.
Crepuscular rays filter down,
and they end up here.

What of the vespertine? They speak
a language full of spaces. As this poem
finds its close, so the sky re-opens. As
the road puts away leeward hours' traveling,
crepuscular rays thread through dawn,
an alchemy unraveling.

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passing shadows
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1 posted 2003-10-22 12:53 PM


*running for dictionary*
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2 posted 2003-10-22 01:33 PM


Michael~
This is one AWESOME write~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram
   noles1@totcon.com     

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3 posted 2003-10-22 01:39 PM


What passing shadow said...be back later. Ok, back now..Twilight or dim...this was very nice feel to the poem. Thanks for sharing your words, and bringing me to a new one.
Love,
Terri~

[This message has been edited by SharaRose (10-22-2003 01:44 PM).]

bsquirrel
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4 posted 2003-10-23 11:55 AM


Thank you.
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