A Trickle

Can be corrosive in a gentle, diminuative expression. Pleasant to listen to, waters the earth in some estoric way. Eventually leads to bigger things. Many are drawn to just a trickle out of thirst, aethetics, desperation. To be enjoyed for it's simplicity and frugality.

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old lady with a kid locked inside

Monday, February 05, 2007

Poetry

the farinheit of love

there is a brilliance
I am unable to explain

crisp white
so sharp it hurts

a crunching sound
and long glides

pastoral, bleak
a fantasy

Winter comforts
offering sleep

alone and awed
cold embraces

and I understand

posted by steadydrip | 6:26 PM

1 Comments:

Blogger Leah J. Utas said...

Clear, sharp, cold . . . I could really feel it.

I'm looking forward to more of your blog posts.

5:24 AM  

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