ironing out the inevitable,
the heaviness of metals, like led,
(i can still hear)
sleek chilled water
washes over black coal in the night;
it ebbs, and lets
in the light.
improving the aperture,
the dilution of ink as it bled.
(can't be far now; so i try my joints:)
i can still feel.~
Very Powerful...
ReplyDeleteEspecially when read aloud.
You truly capture Feeling...
BTW, I Love your Description:
" i am in love with the magic & irony of life. "
Thank you for sharing, stopping by my humble rantings and commenting :D
thanks pew. i love visiting your peaceful little world. thanks for browsing mine. :)
ReplyDeletehi sarah... good to see yr blog... hope all is going well... after reading gravity initially i had to go back... little by little each line began to unfold and tell a story... of course, yr story... overall i saw the movement of life exposed... as we all are... that last line lifted me up into the clouds... after reading yr tags all the more so....
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