Saturday, January 15, 2011

When Getting High Meant How High You Could Swing

Oceanfront

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And ... seafront
again she loses

algae in corals
flowers and emerald

in blue soul
she seized the moment
and painted on the beach

was lying on top
draped white sand

And then ... she was killed

in silence Pearl
she remembered
and returned

she took in her hands
the heart of the ocean
his broken salt
her curls of incense

on her rosy lips
she wrote the sentence
mysterious and wingless

in Wonderland
of his childhood dreams








(Painting: The sea / Henri Matisse)

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