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Escaping the Landscape

Updated on November 5, 2012
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Against this rock

I sat and closed my eyes

beneath the rays and interplays

between where shadows meet

the light in me seeking to be

united by what seems to hold

what I'm picturing-forth.

So many colors and shapes and sizes,

unique and changing upon my view.

I die when I breath devoured and covered

inside this strange, upside down horizontal,

orchestrated dreaming, bearing

my felt-skin against the weight and cold

melding, molded and beloved.

Touching all those thick, sun-glazed, speckles

cut-out shards of dark and hard

nestled-in tight below the heaviness

pieced-out, broken-through, dank, drenched

before lifetimes of dew...

Haphazardly perfected, as am I -

And releasing all expectations.

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      CMarie 4 years ago from York, Maine

      Thank you for taking time out to read and reflect. I enjoy writing and am just starting out on the Hub Pages. There's so much to learn here. I appreciate your comments and thoughts on my poetry.

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      Touching all those thick, sun-glazed, speckles

      cut-out shards of dark and hard

      nestled-in tight below the heaviness

      pieced-out, broken-through, dank, drenched

      before lifetimes of dew...

      Great words and I vote up plus share.

      Eddy.