Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Light Tricks

Light Tricks

When the sun slants
through the trees
the wind drops 
in the silence of the woods.
The brittle leaves 
fall through 
the silver shafts
and blow
over the scurried darkness.
Medusa is coerced 
out of the clay dungeon of 
the hollow hill, and 
begins to dance 
In the rays of 
the sun.
Beneath the sway 
of the sky
the serpents tail rises
and dances to
the rhythms
of the song.

Avie..

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