Monday, 18 January 2010

as far as my eyes can see

i dream
of salt water

between
the edges.

unfurling
beautiful mess.

bending rules
or opening.

playing dead
until shadows pass.

curled
in your palm.

3 comments:

art-and-ghosts said...

i had something to say but cant find the words to say it.
or

im thinking of perfect little spheres of glass or crystal, or tiny emerald goblets filled to the brim with renewal.

Red Bird said...

Ooh... "unfurling
beautiful mess."

This is gorgeous...
x

Timo said...
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