Tuesday, February 8, 2011

On Night and a Storm...


Blue shadows wash around me, deep, intangible.
Spectres of night, gentle and black.
Silence all about me, peaceful.
Gentle whispers, trees above me.
Dotted stars rolling softly, cold at midnight.

Dreams of blue, coming thicker.
Breezes brushing, flying hair.
I stand alone, dark my cape
Velvet soft but stronger still
Leaves are whipping, screaming no-light.

Fluffy clouds grow ever stronger
Deeper, darker, lasting longer
Blue turns grey, with darkness howling
I cower now, thick night pouring
Sky-lake surrounds me, turbid, glistening.

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