Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Language


Language

Words - stones tossed
in darkness, cast
light through my mind.
a flashlight tiptoes cellared
walls, blue neon pulses
against a night sky.

Fingers hold a heart-stone whence
all utterances come, throbbing,
as a singer of forgotten tunes
spreads on angels' wings the truth.


© Patricia Crane 2001

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