The storm ends
potpourri of sentient vibes; unhold its wilt on tenterhooks.
The vivid impulses of life, mesmerized, cocooned in shrouds
made of nightfall’s fading page. Sunny dust is on the books –
kaleidoscopic days, inhaled memoirs – gray-to-rainbow strokes,
gouache-imprinted gossamers in just abandoned summer nest.
External bleedings of the sky, ooze in the windy chokes.
Emotions; storm inspired copycats, rise wildly in my chest.
March 2, 2009
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