Thursday, August 20, 2009

falls

the light falls like water
your hair is drenched with it

6 Comments:

Blogger Chris Never said...

This is just lovely, what a glorious image.

2:55 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

:)

pity I couldn't come up with the rest of the poem, lol.

3:11 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

The light falls
like water
your hair
drenched with it

A soft shake
of your head

sprays day
across us

dappled droplets
of morning
shimmer shine
upon my white shirt

the deeper stain
of afternoon
soaking in

to colour us
purpling shades

of dusk

hmmm, Im a little rusty lol

3:24 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

I like that. It's very pretty. Maybe needs one more line to end it.

purpling shades

of dusk
as we bathe?

3:29 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

you should post it somewheres

3:29 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

First poetic lines Ive written since June, bizarre hey?

I like your ending

*smile*

3:37 PM  

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