Thursday, November 17, 2011
KERRY'S WEDNESDAY CHALLENGE/ Prose Poetry
Falling Woman/ Picasso
WHAT A LUCKY MORNING, to have found Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads. This is Kerry's Wednesday Challenge/ Prose Poetry. Looking forward to jumping in!! Will try to link up later...fingers crossed!!
LET THE GROUND TREMBLE
Take your hands away, don't grasp me, grasp my meaning, not my flesh.
Was warm beneath the covers till you pushed the tale away. You scuttled through a slit in time, squaring the black hole, bouncing and giggling, with echoes that run back to my heart.
I become visible, again I see a lush garden. Not again, not again. The ground trembles with your rushing strides. To me? Away?
Again attracted by the way I weave, you are always the tear. I'm the thread.
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