A heart is like a glass of wine. (full,empty, or broken)

Excellent write.....haunting.
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A banquet of rare meat.
Delicious
with salt.





Walk at nighttime and enjoy
Where the shadows all meld
The lovers and the dead and gone
Hand in hand all swirled together
Dance in sand among the Saguro
And twisted barrels
No spines can tear our shadow
Selves entwined under a sunless
Canopy of peace
Along the dry washes and
The Salt River
At the edge of Taliesin West

Excellent poem, powerful and well written :)

The gods have spoiled the earth,
soured the grapes and filled the flask with the
pungent contents of exasperated love.
My heart sleeps with the sadness of deaths cold door:
like a lone Saguaro standing at the deserts edge,
waiting for a drop of rain, a storm, a flood.

Love stands before me taunting me, mocking me!
Its left its mark, left its deep purple coagulated stain upon my once
open and bright heart.
Oh to bury the yesterdays which hold me in such profound divide.
Oh to walk once more the walk of duel shadows:
the walk of careless fortune.

The sea calls home each wave it sends to dispense its salt on the
lifeless sand of the shore, the tide rushing my cheek, salting my lips,
my words, my wounds.
Love stands before me, a sinister dove with a vulture’s talons, out of place,
like the single hoof-print I have planted in the sand.
The moon hangs in the blood-blackened sky,
reflecting in a sad mirror that has seen its better days.


kc '11