orgami's Diaryland Diary

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turning on a time

fall heat
warm and sluggish
wrapped round us like skins
in our desert wander

the crown of day tilted
in its winter journey

we pass the oasis dreamlands
of lush grass whispers

the dance of light
on soft green tips
turning scarlet in
their hues

the mystery of morning
dew shinning like ghost
tears from funeral
parlour floors

the knock of the constant
at the door

10:40 p.m. - 2009-09-09

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