Wednesday, February 10, 2010

A break in the clouds ...

Highjacked by a wide blue sky
kidnapped by an arching sea
waylaid by an eagle cry
captivated by captivity

slow the rescue till I see the moon
if I escape before nightfall
it will be too soon.
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joy said...

that's beautiful, jacquelyn.

February 11, 2010 at 6:39 AM

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