orgami's diary

orgami's Diaryland Diary

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holiday enclave

winddrifts
piling up against the trees
the north side of the house
whistling through the tiny
spaces in the window

no moon
no stars
just the turning clouds
kneaded like floating
lace

my dreams are churning too
vivid faces in and out
like actors in a steady
climbing play
the seasons march from
set to set

the darkness
always there
like a cold comfort
wrapping my gunmetal heart
in oiled warmth

keep it in the hidden
no harm
no hate
no love

no trouble

the dreams race
on
the clouds
follow
winning

11:09 p.m. - 2008-07-01

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