blue skies poetry

He dips hands in dawn-stained tideand raises diamonds to the suntrailing exploded tears and promises fulfilled
Sinking down in the saffron sandwith the birthright […]

Filed under: Maria Robson by akublik Date 13 January, 2011
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City neighborsknow each other in furtive ways:glimpses, strains and signs -early morning radio,Faure at dusk, the smellof burnt toast ,and always boots dryingon the landing in winter
I was rarely home those days,exotic scents pursued me,Tibetan shrines,Berbers in Marrakechwaiting by […]

Filed under: Maria Robson by akublik Date 10 January, 2011
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