Antelope canyon
copper sun lights the
age-worn curves,
softening the harsh edges
with hazy shadow.
the gentle rise and fall of time
throws images of women,
provocotive and ethereal.
drawn to exquisiteness,
i return time and again.
Forever enchanted.
Steven Kenny
Fri 4th Feb 2011 12:48
I think this one turned out well Kath! I know you mentioned writing about the canyon and your poem captures the images you showed me really well! :-)