Tuesday, 30 September 2014

1 New Poem

Briefest Moments

Blazes of autumnal sunshine bright in
the early-walked heel-shoe mornings
fall through treetops, leaf-fire shades,
rum-stained spillings on sidewalk,
reflected tumbled waterfalls rapping

at the foot of triangular street signs boldly rusting.

You were subtle in dress-drawn hangings,
painting alleyway walls in dripping shadow watercolour,
burning fire flash-flick, cosmetic mirror
and pocket square aligned in fragile spectrum;
there was a word waiting, waiting, waiting

there for you to seize upon.

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