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Collecting light

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We are bathing in light,

resting from shadow,

lamenting through night.


home fires are burning

in coloured glass jars,

flickering bright.


An afterglow of sweet memories

breaths soft contented sighs.

Moons fluid silk shimmers beyond sky.


Peppered Moth defies instinct

seeking safe illumination,

from magnetised flight.


We trade in hope tonight

until dawns ambient rise,

begins collecting light.


◄ Seasons left behind

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Deborah Jordan Bailey

Wed 23rd Mar 2011 11:38

another beauty Rachael : ) sorry i'm late, been away and just trying to catch up. This reminds me of a story I used to read to my son when he was little about a mouse who collected colour during the summer and wove it into stories to tell to the other mice in winter to keep them going when all the food had run out. deb xx

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