Monthly Archives: November 2013

Whispers

Longings fly

on the back of a leaf

as it blows through the air

from

one heart

to

one ear.

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Tomorrow

Blinding light, soaring flight…

Swallow,

Swim,

Sweat

Through the fight.

My coveted, my prize;

I seek refuge for the night.

 


Burning Dreams

A burning ember
deep within.
A cloak of lies on
hardened skin.
Canaries’ songs erased by
wind.
Flames,
now fanned,
stand tall –
begin.


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