Sunday, March 18, 2012

Lost by E. Clough


Unseen, encircling.

He smiles as it draws closer,

Flowing from liquid darkness.

I, we, who know, reach out.

Feeling the slithering band

That will make us breathless

Beneath fluttering red, and blue.
at 3:39 PM

3 comments:

  1. barbaraMarch 18, 2012 at 4:50 PM

    Evy, I like this very much.

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  2. AnonymousMarch 18, 2012 at 9:14 PM

    It feels both patriotic and cloying at the same time. Well done!

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    1. AnonymousMarch 19, 2012 at 9:00 AM

      Thank you. Congratulations for your fun piece. Evelyn

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