Thursday, January 5, 2012

New Year Introspection

I am waving a golden ribbon about like a banner of promise in the perfect sky.  Laughter in the silence bounces on the clouds like a little child's smile to his mother's eyes.
I am rocking back and forth when I realize that I am being shaken; the demons throw my world into utter chaos and I realize that my eyes are open.  I see purple during the day.
Golden, pink.  Sunset, sunrise.  Only the clouds and the sky are as blue as her eyes.  I am content now or something like a dream.  Tendencies that torment turn to dust with the smile on that face.

the flow........

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