Wednesday, December 30, 2009

A Terrific Promise

The bright sky
smiles endlessly,
bathed in yellow, pink, blue
and moon,
stagger and sets itself,
strangers playing music in the night,
a forecast overcast,
in the not yet night, gloomy

A sparrow song,
delicate and sporadic and his,
a drifting cloud
intolerable, the martyr for thoughts
and dreams and lies and truths,
a simple chord believed,
for those who wish to play with fools
Distorted beauty ends too soon

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