March 27, 2018

A Syllabic Murmur

By sjlavery

In cold shadow
at the fire pit.
A syllabic murmur.
The flutter of flames.
Light with five edges.
A cluster of stars
in a clear night sky.
Broken daytime rising.
Awake in dreamtime.
Asleep in daylight hours.
Render some laughter
with claw-hammer madness.
Rejoice.

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