01 June 2012

Raptor

this day was birthed
in the liquid silk
of sparrow song
and lush fecund pink
of dawn
splitting renewal
in halves
this day,
spread wide and exposed
tongued with bitter silt
and summered vines

but this night,
this night was borne
on the backs of changeling crows
shape-shifting light
into darkened fey desire
this night,
licking at the bones
of a day
well-used

2 comments:

  1. oh my, beautiful...now I'm a double fan, your words are so well crafted. Gorgeous!

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  2. Love it, so primal and *living!*

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