A whispered voice calls
I dream a silent reply
Sleeping eyes open
Tempered droplets fall
Azure memories ebb past
Splintered silver falls
Whet blades sharpen steps
Ruby, emerald, cobalt
Blunt gait falls staggered
Wisp of sound breaks steps
Crystalline lips burst gasping
Rain poisons her verse
Movements speed slowly
Poisoned limbs swing chilled
Blades grow in haste
Diamond voice cries
Swords of Natures make bar path
Ruby joins cobalt
Splinters burn fresh cuts
Forward and down movements halt
Waking eyes open
Author notes
A dream I had.
Written February 15th, 2006
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Great imagery
Very nicely put. I like "rain poisons her verse" Eloquent and painful.

