Sunday, January 31, 2010

4 of N of X

you are thinking of yesterdays fallen by the wayside
as well of possible tomorrows;
themes to be worked out;


a symphony of memory and possibility,
intertwined with lowered notes of loss and doubt
tossed together with longing and angst,
and necessary choice

buttressed by certain stride;

timbre, hum and thrum (footsteps over damp sand,
once placed, compress; imprints are left behind;
first crisp then begin to fade at once,
as reveries do soon after one's roused;

when soles lift and tracks are windblown
one granule at a time) resound
as though an orchestra rehearses

progressions; first melody then bridge then chorus--
melody over again;

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