vikki tonge photography 2008

Monday, October 19, 2009

Circle Home


Electric lights, sounds unending

Fly from her sight, small mind, with dancing stars in tow

Fresh winds blow from open windows into her lungs of paper,

growing blooms of winding roads and curves of pavement

Feet hit the ground like feathers, shaken dust of crystal diamonds fall to her toes,

grass peers up from cracks like the young eyes of wanting

"Awake sound sleeper" inside her head of dreams- the creator has called.


(07/08/07)


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