Friday, October 21, 2005

Black dazzling horizons
where hot ice burns
in the heart
of the sun.
The waters churn,
The tide rises,
in a desperate attempt
to touch the sky.
Embers of fire
crackle wildly.
Succumb to
its chilling warmth
Yield,give way
in passionate Surrender.


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Edrei said...

This is darn good, now i gotta think twice before i go around sayin that i write poems too.

Anonymous said...

tacitly evocative..wonderful combination of austerity of words and vividness of the image potrayed..sheer genius:)