Wednesday, April 25, 2012

woven


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the scent of being
the wholly imaginary
gaze I see makes sense
bright patterned
Of unimaginable beauty
Love does not pretend
as real as this fast and black
falling in front
of the moon


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3 comments:

gardenia Girl said...

strong poem. i particularly like "as this fast and black" Thanks for sharing something original.

zonedin said...

Yes, I don't think it pretends either...like a force that says "Wake up sugar and smell the roses! Like it or not, Spring has sprung!"

rivercat said...

thanks gardenia girl :)
hi zoned ,the moon was really big and bright recently and its usually clear at night here in fl in spring and they made a big dealout of it in the news but ive seen nicer moons than that. I like it when it is less white looking