Moments painted on
the canvas of time
Crackle underfoot –
ice sugared grass
Cloud’s moist lips –
mountaintop glistens
Sparkling squeak –
last dish clean
Ice-water sunrise –
scorching desert trek
Glance into an eye –
swallowed by a soul
Blue flash –
bulb’s spirit set free.
All holes in time
drifting endlessly
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Not Time
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