Monday, August 15, 2005

SAVIOR

red and yellow steam rises from a river
soul after soul dissipating
the river is drying out
a woman crosses a bridge
built of clouds floating over the river
walking - each step slow and deliberate
she wobbles
she falls
droning into the clouds
the clouds droning into the river
a blue and pink puff of steam whispers out
concluding her life
the river
now fully replenished
overflowing with happiness
happy souls
while its guardian
dressed in pink and blue silk
smiles
happily
into her happy world
her happy child
her river of content souls

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey you should check out poetology.com/forum and post there

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8/24/2005 9:43 AM  
Blogger abbababba said...

i'll check that out...thanks

8/24/2005 7:00 PM  

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