Happy New Year!
Beyond the fairy ring
beyond the edge of time
standing in star dust land
free of rime
dressed in blackest velvet
looking to Aurora Waves
covering me in colors, gold
magenta, cyan, and red
shaken loose from her robes
splashed upon my head
grayed with time
and solemn walks
in early morning hours
riding the dawn to day break
slipping into the dusk
with a fling of her hand
sparkling dust.
bentfeather
12/31/05
most cool, bf, Happy New Year!
Stuck
fire in my veins
trying to swim to air
from bottom of rivers of snot
flu.
I am trying to drink some tea. And keep my fever images out of poetry, but I am weak, and the fever is strong. But its nice to see your triumphant poem. I have hope. LOL.