Blue September….

When distance is hard to judge,

Flesh becomes ethereal,

Transparent, blue.

The air has a liquid quality….

Movement a buoyant heaviness.

There is pressure from everywhere,

An undulating gravity.

The trudging of Agawela has sedate grace,

And tears become lost in the falling darkness.

I drink Blue September of the Sapphire Night.

ⓒ Bearspawprint 2013

Agawela = Old Woman

 

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6 comments on “Blue September….

  1. Ahhh refreshing green-blue leaves galore.
    “I drink Blue September of the Sapphire Night”

    That’s a gorgeous line, Bear.
    I can feel it.

    Hello.

    Like

  2. Henry Jekyll says:

    Wonderful wordsmith-ing!

    Like

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