Saturday, January 17, 2009
earthwords expel'd out
elemental urge
fiery winds blew
water swelled
earth ached
cave petroglyphs
shine in the darkness
murmuring old winds-as-words
rippling waves to each other
shifting, floating
a fiery swirling, twirling,
churning winds reaching haste
- these eyes tremble -
as bloody mud overflows
in heathen grace
at the edge of the world, grateful of the fall
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