Thursday, February 26, 2009

a new day

lisping fog tames and retreats in
her presence
and
children grow feet

in dreamed reality
she calls again
again
like a virgining siren

and i arrive

...

new light
in night
leading us to open roads and undefined patterns in the sky
it was a dream
that killed our childish urge to ignore rhythm
fascinated
we were
with tear-stained mirrors
of a youth that urges us to flee
i blind and you multieyed
but
finally
we reach out
and our eyes meet

...

tonight
a new song lives
we touch black keysooooooand watch an old rhythm reborn
on a familiar piano
we celebrate new scalesoooand invent melody

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