Poetry

the sky is cinereal.quiet

what’s the weather like? looking out a dusting of drizzle
everyday journal day 5, page 5
one single impression: hollow
photo: ajam503, flickr

Black Cave
activate awaken
slumber sleep surreal
commanding first light invite
bare benign wordless blowing wind
possessing one’s breath on crested wings
a soft caress speak hush the intricate imaginings
composing spacious stories filling the seraphic sublime
rainbow riot sparkling splashing torrential tidings
illustrated prancing walls cavernous cave
firelight fringe expose the esoteric
unfastened spacious flight
out into the fierce
one soars

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