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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4308 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Caravanne Vienna (Carole Barley) Arabesque; Catch the wind, silk notes of fey between morning Muezzin and sand-shift under this sudden, autumnal Scirroco. A hesitation of footsteps, bare; Film of dew on late night marble. Cool footprints and antelope eyes. Jasmine silences, carved from just one more intoxicating moon. Say it and all these silver buds will shatter. Say it anyway and drown. We own open and empty palms, slid on thighs surrupticiously after cous-cous and mesmerising wine; Some self concious offering to the surreal. We are almost back again, a shuffling piece of queue; Pages open at the ready. Us as the people we really are, bereft of dreamtime. Butterfly pinned but beautiful. |
