Seven Skies

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Seven Skies

Coloured by the light burning, the light murmuring, the light mouthing
Constant as a medium with the silk cloth over her head
The  golden fizzing lake of sunblinded eels
Scrying the why-whys, the inevitable return to not-knowing

At sunset behind the back door there is now ash of glass
Burned hair once stroked upon an upper lip in ecstasy of love

Who walks amid  blue-grey foaming billows?

On Orb Way gold rakes through astonished purple clouds
Expensive windows glint the dying day’s semaphore

The paint expands upon the damp paper
A  song  evanesces, call it a liede
This  violet spreading into aureolin
A terrific hissing of unwanted fireworks

The end of the visitation
Is always a shock.

 

Veronica Aldous 2016 all rights reserved.

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About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Lulu.com. Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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One Response to Seven Skies

  1. WovenEclipse says:

    Beautiful art! I love your fusion of writing with it too :3

    Liked by 1 person

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