Sunday, March 11, 2012

“Twilight at Two”

Metal swathed the sky, muffling birdsong with a north wind’s sigh   
Drops splatted, engorged, against the windows   
Miniature rivulets snaked down the glass   
The double bass drum reverberated, vibrating the air with tension   
Breaking open the sky   
Twilight at two   
Time to strike wooden matches, to inhale subtle sulfur   
Pad from room to room lighting clustered candles   
Genuflecting before each tiny flame     
Celebrating the charm of enlightenment     
Jasmine, cranberry, lavender eucalyptus trail through the house   
A wake of scent drifting within the pools of light   
Shadows soothe as rain song hums in harmony   

Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

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