Colours of the clouds at night
only darkness knows.
Challenging horizon's mark,
dawn's brazen archers take swift aim,
startling from dove-grey camouflage
massed rose flamingos.
Clouds hovered, tremulous, for this,
evanescent as the body
housing eyes and senses quickening
with fleeting rose and flame.
Rouged moment
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2010
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