Sunday, April 20, 2008

The Heavy Outline Before The Storm

The heavy outline before the storm

is putting to bed the petals, thorn

like little worn

the nest got curtains weaving

like the weather's music

on a calm evening

sunday burns the past ashtray

from one future smile to

crying yesterdays

it has fake its way

through sleeping awake

at a lover's ache

movement

clouds are low in their commitment

promising a new day

filled with wonder

their outline always cover

what is about to happen

and the wind make atonement

for all these shapes left apart

dancing dissonant

in the immensity of ignorance

in a eye close from its essence

the transparency of exponential

delight

stretching fingers grabbing mine

who is now evaporating

on a slow movement

the heavy outline before the storm

dancing dissonant

carried me home















Painting: Leonor Fini





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