"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Monday, June 7, 2010

flight otherwise #83 monday poetry train-revisited

one light to the next

on the chandelier

visit the moon before you’re through

nothing lasts

fall into hell with the fire

wings that hiss when rubbed together

loath in the ailment

filled with toxin

the accolade of demise

8 comments:

  1. Oh Pamela, this is nice. It starts so light and tumbles into dark eternity..

    wings that hiss when rubbed together

    I heard them.

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  2. Starts so light and airy (almost a tiptoe feel), until the word 'hell' is reached, and then it all gets weighty, dark and a bit evil-sounding.

    As always, I'm a fan.

    - Dina

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  3. Yes. Rather than suffer, we must live.

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  4. Thanks Dina
    That is a very nice thing to say!
    Pamela

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  5. Sandy
    That is very true!
    Pamela

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  6. Gautami
    Thanks for inviting me!
    Pamela

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