Thursday, August 30, 2018

at times like an iceberg – v3


a giant presence
hovering beside us
before us, alive
at times like an iceberg
like the cliffs at Gay Head
moving, traveling with us
like a alien spacecraft

clouds alive,
moving around us
growing darkness
pulsing, breathing
a staccato of lightning
flames flashing
breathing fire

drawing us in
the maw of the anger
like being driven
into the darkness of Mordor
or watching the Borg
the flashes of their kind
bent on destruction

a living creature
swirling before us
translucent body
watching circulation
breathing fire
flames for blood
fire for speech

moving, or we were
the cloud a presence
an emissary, a companion,
going before us, with us,
driving to get her
to bring her home
at the end of her day

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edited August 30, 2018
at times like an iceberg – v3

edited August 30, 2018
flames for blood
fire for speech
#flames for #blood #fire for #speech
edited August 30, 2018
at times like and iceberg – v2
August 29, 2018
at times like an iceberg
clouds to our right (East) and in front of us
driving to Houlton last night to get Shyanne
from her first day of college classes

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