05 January 2011

River on Fire

Far bank quivering from heat-haze,
her profile etched on aureate air
turned to glass from a liquid inferno
flowing unchecked beneath the deck

She turns away, he groans, animal howl,
hands raised to cheeks tortured cheeks,
palms come away filled with fire that
tracks down their bodies, into the water

Tolling hearts become broken bells
and speakers for the dead, who understand
bridges burn but cannot accept tears
setting the river afire that they may not cross


  1. Every once in a while (and I mean rarely), I read a blog post somewhere that expands my vocabulary. Thank you. Now I'm gonna go eat some aureate Honey Smacks (see? even the spellchecker doesn't know that word... :D ).

  2. awwww, this is searing, gumbo :-)


"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

Tell me what is in your heart...