Afternoon Interlude

Afternoon Interlude

1

Lapping of waves
Against the shore,
The blanched
felled tree trunk
white with sunlight,
Stones, pebbled,
and worn,
elemental
formerly of
balustrades and curbs.

2

The pillared courtyards
Of existence
Nascent
Olive skinned
With dark long
Hair

The saunter of bones
Across the road
Svelte
With eyes dark, deep
Believing
The flesh bound
Masquerade,
Over the eternity;
Existence beyond
The curves.

3

Beloved curves
With your hidden
Revelations,
Opening up
To absolve
The will.
Certainty engulfed,
lost in waters,
that the winds caress
and skim,
As if one holding,
waving with ease,
Three black feathers,
While sandals
Dangle in another hand,
A demiurge’s
companion
Moving the poplar leaves of trees
That dance and flicker
in the sun,
That are casting midday
shadows
In the sand.

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