Wordmaths

January 8, 2010

 W O R D M A T H S

“as I sleep

the deep green seas tore at the shore.”

In my defence

I’m sure it’s

that most wordsmiths

have worked the Earth;

its wild life..its weather

in metaphors galore.

This sun that moon arises. A Rose.

the cliff gales,what the dark knows,

poorly lit paths

the sway of mayhem—

the sweet wordmaths

configuring out

Reflection

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