scrolls

rain dancing on blue sands splashing roots of words with silence, dripping through cracks in seasonal spheres to break the grey emeraldine sparks fighting to survive the heavy lightning swinging in the cradle of my dreams – seeds fighting back through mind’s eye to bloody page quill birthing the wings of yesterday’s future shivers along … Continue reading

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talus

remembering the old ways – pagoda doors blessed by sakura cascades – some of us escaped the voodoo doll stage, unpinning from their minds the thorns of withered brier – a tea brewed from an arabian night sipped from a rising crescent a silver dragon asleep in the dune wrap the breathsilk of fantasy this … Continue reading

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