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Monday, January 28, 2008

Dark Clusters

when loneliness
becomes a friend
and crazy lives next door

the rising past drops
circles into circles while
present rings the dark

black knots of crows
shadow slap the night
and glad leaves not a trace

Fractal creation ~ Sue

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Anonymous said...

Wow-- that really went over my head.

I liked it, though.

Lucy said...

Oh How I love those first three lines! Very creative poem. :)

Giggles said...

You have me pegged! Wonderful!

Anonymous said...

"present rings the dark," throws me, but the rest really got me. terrific images, and the picture i get of crows shadow slapping the night is just great.

anthonynorth said...

That loneliness can be so all-embracing.
Wonderfully done.

Sherri B. said...

Oh wow....so beautiful and deep. So much said in so few words! I really enjoyed the thinking this made me do.