tags: actinic light
2008
January
- 2008 Jan 31
- night
The roar of traffic, the murmur and thrum of the crowd
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and the mournful winter wind, scouring the desert sand
and the inside of my soul is silent and still
like a raging river flash-frozen in mid-torrent
and eons have passed, the axis of the earth precesses, and still there is no thaw.
2012
July
- 2012 Jul 17
- searching for flow
The words used to come easy
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Like wind upon my brow
like deep frozen memories suddenly thawing in the heat of the sun's blazing
like the ebb and flow of blood through my veins
and into my heart
so full, and then oh so empty
a microcosm of crashing tides and shifting winds
and deep endless night