Sapphire clouds
Hypnotic moon
I am mirrored in brilliant reflection
Helpless as I am to the breathless sky
By Dennis Tkon Copyright 2007
. . . In crescendo, its biting sting tolls against the walls of my inner-self, revealing in its pure tone an emptiness nourished on a banquet of isolation. A feast of famine fit for the king of nothing . . .
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8 comments:
Sapphire clouds...
That helplessness is indeed enhanced by the limitless sky.
I like the photo too...
The last line really resonates. A short but memorable piece.
D - beautiful: the sky becomes the speaker becomes the sky...I love it.
Indeed. This is beautiful and the photo is perfect. Love it!
It's short, but powerful...and the photo compliments it perfectly!
It's short, but it's not short. It's endless in the way it drags me across the landscape. Bravo, my friend.
Oh, yes, you captured that perfectly! Short is so much more difficult to do than long! ~Linda
That is a breathtaking piece of poetry.
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