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seed
Scattered to the wind;
hundreds of years from now
only few remain
to tell the tale.
A lonely figure stands tall
against the dark night
as the moon shines down
through its network of branches
and reflects a timeless pattern
set against cold black water.
by matt at shadow of iris
seed
music
Winds that bear sweet music
when they breathe
through some dim latticed chamber.
– percy at shadow of iris
music
[Creatively adapted from Percy Bysshe Shelley's Alastor]
you are alone
The desert sun sinks
into the horizon
shedding its last light
a flaming globe
that leaves an eerie afterglow
on stone pinnacles
and minarets of rock –
a sandstone wasteland
fading into the shadows;
the wind begins to pick up
and as the first stars begin
their glimmering dance
you realize
in this mighty vastness
you are alone.
– matt at shadow of iris
you are alone
[Inspired by Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness by Edward Abbey.]
time hums
Time hums
and moves along
pleasantly
an unfolding tapestry
revealing itself
bit by bit
until the picture
is a flag unfurled
melting into the wind;
fold it up
into a small triangle
and take it with you;
tomorrow springs
from infinite depths
no one has yet traveled.
– matt at shadow of iris
time hums
sounds
A cacophony of sound
that doesn’t quite merit
the word music.
Sounds of machines
scraping across the ground,
a haunting whisper
a murmur in the breeze;
something heard
only in the mind
when the wind reaches
just the right pitch.
Voices of yesterday
that call out to me
and warn me
time goes by
fast.
– matt at shadow of iris
sounds
a play on words
A play on words
that drifted one way
and then went the other
the wind taking each letter
of each word
and dropping them
suddenly
one by one
into a tangled web
where a large spider
terrorized them all
until they spelled their beans
and divulged their meanings.
– matt at shadow of iris
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