Monday, March 21, 2011


Shades slide over the east plain's green grassy valley.
Clouds cast dark patches over the gold-rimmed hills.
Soft dawn dew distills the sun's strong rays.
Wind scrapes the shoots of grass, bending them to its' will, beheading them.
Loose grain shifts through cracks in the cupping wind, falling, planting.

Eyes storm with tears.
Lids, brows, cheeks, and mouth crease in a vain attempt to shut out the pain.
Her body quakes.

Ash ascends in the vapory shimmer of smoke.
Unsatisfiable hunger h/eats a dress darkening with ember infections.
A ribbon wilts and a tiara melts in the glowing warmth.
The ribbon reads: honorary mention.

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