Open Poetry #33 |
Oscillation |
IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
Sun stricken pendulous over afternoon by vitriol. I and him contemplated suspension. Mourning with redwood, comes nightfall. Hush bleeds this beautiful connectivity in chartreuse stars. Aurora mistook destiny, broken photograph black and white nirvanas, interrupted - oscillation - interrupted nirvana's white and black photograph, broken destiny mistook Aurora. Stars chartreuse in connectivity, beautiful. This bleeds hush. Nightfall comes, wood red with mourning. Suspension contemplated him and I, vitriol by afternoon, over pendulous-stricken sun. If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
there is a picture in my mind with this |
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