Friday, May 25, 2007


Song for the End of a Day

Lead me through the open sky.
A swallow hangs beneath my belt.
A blue field sweeps to a snow-capped peak.
And night-time wets its stubbly bed.

A brown arm hovers in the warmth.
A stray cloud billows off the ridge.
I’ll hold the leaf above your lips.
I’ll hide the ocean in your sleep.

Comments:
Cool blog, i just randomly surfed in, but it sure was worth my time, will be back

Deep Regards from the other side of the Moon

Biby Cletus
 
I like this poem, George --- the elegant series of images --- the way it draws inward to its tantalising close.

ps, huge swells of wedding cake, howling wind high in the palm trees
 
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