Eggshell in the Cradle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Waking up & watching the morning clouds.

Submitted: December 14, 2012

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Wrung salt upon the tilled soil of the desolate song. Then dusk.

Now sun, tickling away at the slow day. Foliage continues to unfurl

rolling down the canyon slope & growing – filtering through the light

into shadows that stitch the sleeves of landscape together.



The sun's constant battery & swollen clouds of mounting dew

who tell the stories of how the joy welled up, then cracked with doubt &

finally permeated into the cold upsidedown lovelessness of the sky

joining the unlimited space of the blue morning.


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