Tuesday, January 10, 2012

To Lie in Auburn Summer

painting by elizabeth chapman

To lie in Auburn Summer

Dawn-lit lovers tell of Indian summers,

the name and shape of which are lost

to caresses of cabaret visions,

the Auburn night that host

beach-born indecision,

the look that chains that sky unto the post

between grains of fleshed collusion–

she sings still in toast,

to the figure of our delusion.

Chris Galford

Posted over on his site the Waking Den
Listed as #79 over on dVerse Poets--Open Link Night 26

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for posting this, challenging imagery to connect,