Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Susan Hawthorne #132 wind

beautiful wind trapped
in the mouths of skulls
they shiver and beads
of sweat fall like rain
the wind of prana
not a plague to stump
thought but wild song
bursting through the scrub



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