Friday, November 2, 2012

Final Choices

Madam of curious chaos,
you are concealed in hands
sliding through flesh estuaries.

The sea heaps its love on
as you roll with the tides,
beach and bleach.

You are the twin
that sank before you.

Evicted on the arduous
western shore, you recall
Asian palms, a woven prayer.

And at dusk, you eclipse
the artless, decaying stars.


Si Philbrook said...


When is the book out?

Si xx

Blackbird said...

next year :)

*B* said...
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*B* said...

Wonderful. This i just beautiful! ♥