Friday 26 December 2014

With Love, the Past

From quixotic fantasies
to bleaker reality.
From smooth seashells
to crumbling mosaics.

From coconut clusters on palms
to a carpet of orange leaves.
From sand pouring like an hourglass
to snowflakes settling in twisted locks.

From seeing red
behind closed eyelids,
to opening them to
crashing blue waves.

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