• the kiss of emerald ,on bell-clear morning, drowned in rain
    swift and sweet, melting flakes of snow, like a disappearing snake
    ruined feathers, miraculous feathers, by doubling and redoubling
    dormant tree, gather to a gold haze, oh the birds that fill!
    ashes of youth, a magic circle , keep life from spilling
    slick and sleek, are the stray shafts of sunlight, mix the spark with stars of night
    our nectar thoughts, in the wind as thin as a whisper, ripple over the rocks of dawn
    like a spilling fire, lights pulse and weave , like the worlds embrace for the sun
    ruined feathers of the past can catch more glitter, like a fire gone grey
    swift and sweet, let the flower fold, in the determined dawn
    fetid darkness, floated like prayers, snarled and rattled
    look, a room full of silver, shafts of sunlight, let the diamond be sprung
    awake!, a motionless bed, nothing gold