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Published by Beeme on March 19, 2011 - 00:44

I'm fractured,
propped atop my limbs
navigating like sun dials
anchored...
to the breaking tide of each day.
Fading in diluted light,
a candle dampens after
a prayer is uttered for you.
Dispersing like ash,
black-grey
an invention of darkness.

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | March 19, 2011 - 13:32

This is undoubtedly one of your best, Beeme. It is very beautiful, and more than well done on the cherry.

Tina xx

seashore | March 19, 2011 - 14:18

Nice one Beeme - really well done. x

SundaysChild | March 19, 2011 - 17:16

Lovely.

Beeme | March 19, 2011 - 22:30

Thank you so much Tina! I'm really happy you enjoyed =]

Beeme xx

Beeme | March 19, 2011 - 22:31

Thank you very much Seashore :)

Beeme xx

Beeme | March 19, 2011 - 22:33

Thank you very much Sundayschild :)Thank you very much for the cherry abctales