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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Submitted: December 14, 2012



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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