January 15, 2006

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  blackberry brambles (the uninterrupted version)

  so it's one of these days again
  when sky is grey, but sun is persistant
  makes it unusually warm.
  angel rays like shards of what we can't have

  caress.

  like the bittersweet wind against dead leaves
  that should long ago have fallen
  from tangled branches of approaching spring.
  dapples of orange light blind me

  dance.

  the time progression of decay
  of plant matter now wet, brown, and squishy.
  the melting snow reveals secrets
  that were once buried deep within a heart

  sting.

  like thistle trodden on by these bare feet
  one must make this muddy journey
  though they cut deep, these blackberry brambles
  surrounding the path before me

  rebirth.

  all my seed pods have gone to waste
  they lie unopened in the place i left
  for this voyage i am taking
  out of this darkness and into Her light.

  as
  a wannabe poet i have to inform you that the beats in the verses go: 8,
  10, 8, 10 and the next 10, 8, 10, 8, then reverse again.  because you
  wouldn't appreciate it unless you knew.  and god damnit i want people
  to appreciate it.

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