Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Fall Tanka


'09 Fall Morning Linked Tanka


Rush through Sunday’s door
into clamouring church bells
slick, sharp, wood fire smoke,
rains scent, curl into my head
chilled drops spangle wrought iron

Neon foliage
each tree standing candle like
support peachy dawn
meeting steel purple cloud bank
rainbow bisects the darkside

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posted by Stella Magdalen @ 10/27/2009 08:54:00 AM

2 Comments:

At 10/28/2009 9:24 AM, Blogger el poquito said...

nice one stell,

"chilled drops spangle wrought iron"
'peachy dawn'
melting steel
bisects the darkside

captivating phrases. yeah, it's pretty fine out there at the moment, eh?

enjoy,
el

 
At 10/29/2009 10:28 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

Sunday morning was like a gift.

 

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