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TIMESWEEP

the moon

is restless

tonight

grinning down

through its socket like a sickle

over the cold dunes,

its optic nerve steady against the galaxy.

 

Deep in

the shadows

of causes

a man

on his haunches

tests the curve of his blade.

Eyes are everywhere,

socket safe for this only time.

 

🌷(3)

◄ GIGGING IN BLACKPOOL

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raypool

Wed 30th Mar 2016 13:42

Thanks Lynn and Lea for your appreciation . Lucky for me a curved blade has a rather sinister feel to it (in the wrong hands).

Wolfie: Thanks for investing this with your imaginative perception. I feel I needed to let it breathe and invite the mind in. Space is obviously a great medium for any appreciation of contemplation .

Cheers all.

Lan

Wed 30th Mar 2016 03:48

Hi Ray, I enjoyed this, my favourite lines are 'through its socket like a sickle', and the first sentence of the second verse, thanks x

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Lynn Dye

Tue 29th Mar 2016 22:21

I like this, Ray - a restless moon that grins down steady against the galaxy. Good descriptions.

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