Evening rhythms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
insects at sunset

Submitted: January 22, 2011

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Submitted: January 22, 2011

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The scarlet sun
sacrificed on
an ancient altar.

Last rays of day
bleed into
blushing evening,

breathing
imaginary beings.

Invoking
Alien eyes,
dragonfly wings,

perched high inside

visions
of the tree king,
his burgundy wine,

symbolic of
inebriated ecstacy.

Shedding green skin,
Each night birthing

new morning.

The cicada sings
in longing,
hoping to charm

his iron maiden


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