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Have a wonderful weekend everyone... :)

Snake black bitumen mirage, slithering sleekly over heat shimmered sands glazed flame red,
sketching a lonely horizon attached to azure blue skies.

Hidden lizards fear for their parched flesh
in moisture-less air fired by a zenith sun.
Skeletons bleached bone white.

Not a sound heard on silent air; but
the scream of heat rising.

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Love,

Early this morning when nothing looked like it should...

Five days into a 30/30 poetry challenge on The Tin Roof Alley Poets




















I thought I knew

In the early morning light
everything looked bright
normal--like it was right.
I left love seemingly the same
slept, awoke and found it changed.

It was the same, the day before,
today, forevermore. At least I
thought it was; don't tell me anything else.

Love never comes to an end.

I forgot about the dark traces, hiding in stark places,
wounds whose stitching broke open
blurting hurts and seemingly easy dreams; my
humanity spoke with a roar.

If I let the pain fester, allow it to flow, how will I
grasp and hold fast. If I bury my treasure, will I become
shadow dancing between black cracks.

Love never comes to an end.

When I am no longer flesh and blood, will I be
flaming bitterness in a waterless place

or

Love that never comes to an end.







Love,

Liquid mysteries...

Lunar lapses hide behind white cloud patches,
spot-lit seaweed scented memories roll and pitch
across uncharted maps, gull's wings flap, soar on
currents blown south across an unknown ocean
from Gulf Somewhere.

Waves of sea green froth roam sands beyond
the horizon, flat-lined on white peak mysteries,
spoken of by bold old mermaids.

~~

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Wow! How fast did this weekend roll around? Have a great one everyone. :)



Love,