Darkness is distant -
a low wind releases breath,
clouds coil tightly.
Dreams of a red land,
Shadows fall across closed eyes,
cloud roots fill the sky.
A tree limb shudders -
pure nebulous surrender,
gravity torrent.
a low wind releases breath,
clouds coil tightly.
Dreams of a red land,
Shadows fall across closed eyes,
cloud roots fill the sky.
A tree limb shudders -
pure nebulous surrender,
gravity torrent.
stickyrice:
Coiled clouds and then a gravity torrent ... this sounds like a poem about falling asleep, or that moment just before. I may be wrong ... but I like it! 