Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Trailing Dusk & A Disappearing Sun

The outstretched eagerness of leaves
captures in its lace embrace,
the hem of sinking clouds
that lay themselves down
amidst the branches of life’s reaching.
Here there are no mountains rising
up out of the minutia of our
beaded moments.........
Here the sky & clouds dance upon
the carpet of emerald earth, entangled in twisting branches
as they rise and fall, undulating thru the tree tops;
making love in the trailing dusk
like a disappearing sun.
P. Lawrence


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