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Lykren
05-22-2013, 10:18 PM
Steam came like an elephant,
billowing before me
into something unreal,
something that avoided
my touch, an animal
composed entirely of thirst.

Like desert rain, the force
of you quenched and annihilated
every parched stone.

What sea does not come to rest, eventually?
What heaving vault will not,
like a sloshing bowl, become settled?
Listen: Dawn comes in shades of silence,
stepping and stepping into the world.

Delta40
05-22-2013, 11:37 PM
I love the potential of this piece Lykren. I was hoping to link the dawn of silence, stepping and stepping into the world in the same silent way those elephants move. A nice read nevertheless.

Buh4Bee
05-23-2013, 08:48 PM
This poem makes me want to take these shades of silence and run with them into the Dawn. A visually striking piece for me.