The Ocean Of Time

Floating winter cloud
Cream on golden honey
I sip the red sky and wait
For the ruby sting of fire
Smoke angels sing
Black crackling chorus
I am a stony ship and sink
Into a silent twilight field

There is a rippling mirror
Shattered by the wind
Deflecting diving starsĀ above
From the empty deeps within

There is a sleeping idol
Tarnished bronze on silver sand
Who dreams the blanket waves away
To stand in the sun again

Published in: on July 24, 2010 at 11:35 pm  Comments (1)  
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