walls dissolve like smoke
a pelican drags its broken winghieroglyphs surface in sand
blindly, blankly, she steps into the bluethe husband speaks in tongues
the child closes and opens its azure handit is just like walking a plank
the dock is a long grey armshe is stepping carefully, lifting
each foot, curling her toes in the airthe water is singing
the water is singing
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Very instersting poem, I love images you have there.
Posted by: Cathy | 24 July 2005 at 05:18 PM
that's splendid, spooky. might it be better without the first line? i think you may have left your scaffolding up, there, and you don't need it.
Posted by: erin | 28 July 2005 at 08:16 AM
found you by way of dave (vianeg) and love what i've seen here. just a note to say hi and thanks.
Posted by: Anne | 28 July 2005 at 10:00 AM
Lovely. I like that one.
Posted by: Pearl | 28 July 2005 at 11:26 AM
A poem that speaks to my loneliness, gently. Fran
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