Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Between the Vespers



Walking at dusk, I see rage


Fade below the horizon

Not quite

The draining away of October light

Fact a shadow

Certain caught sky

A lurid velvet bowl

Held by veiny branches

The high screech of bats

Two zigzagging above

Me almost colliding

The post-Ramadan moon

Crescent and clouded

My not flinching

For once


5 comments:

Glamourpuss said...

Lovely, Pawlie - I do so relish your verse.

Puss

Patti said...

PK, this is beautiful.

Wanderlust Scarlett said...

Very nice!
I love it. You should write like this more often.

Scarlett & Viaggiatore

Pawlie Kokonuts said...

Three thank you's to tripartite pulchritudinous word lovers of the feminine variety.

azgoddess said...

hey - it does work ~~ read from top to bottom and bottom to top...way cool

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