Sunday, October 20, 2013


How leaves light the page
gold, grey, fire, and blue.
Frisk and fall,
like drops of fire,
like children dancing.

How the green is beautiful
with birdsong, cicadas,
ruffles of air.
The snatch of movement
shapeshifting - now left
now right,
winking sun upon the grass.

You kiss and tease the flowers
into giving up their colours
of sun and sea, fire and earth.

Firedrops and flowerstars
burn above wood.
Foxes and peacocks,
emerald dragons with golden tongues
that speak in the wind

free my bones from madness
that boils in them.

Seraphine de Senlis


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