Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The Sleeping Wolf (New Poetry)

Ron Koppelberger
The Sleeping Wolf
Careless in shivery passion, the sleeping wolf bidden by the
fancy of illusive shadows and breaths of fall silhouette,
in divine twilight fires of mischief, chaste in revolutions,
by curious scarlet souls in the chill of moldering sap and
lichens in hues of amber and ageless sympathies of gray.
by the depth of alabaster moons and frayed tatters of
summer perfume, declared in ethereal bones and perfect seasons
of time, in bursting caravans of temper, the will of ghosts
and phantasms in sweet whispering balance, by the mystery of legendary
drama in delicate sips of honey.

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