Wednesday, October 8, 2008

a work in progress

airbrush morning thrusts
nature's
modest pyrotechnics drip
down canvas cloud
alone
swimming softly through
Malibu sunrise
speechless eyes
embrace bodies of each canyon sinking
mythical storyline in every inch
draped masterpiece hardly touched by
fiery flutter of fickle wind
sweeping shores still
trembling from ocean bursts
blend ravishing land with subtle
overflow
incandescent horizon
cascading deep as days
illuminate this
crumbling coast

1 comment:

Truth Seeker said...

this really makes me want to be there.