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Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Red Damselfly

The day hints rainbows
in a drizzle mesh.

No matter.
She collects pieces of sky

on her wings
as her family have done

since the book of Genesis.
Silver light

climbs up her dress
like the curl of a rose petal.

She tickles my ear
with whispers

that slip into the skin
of the mere.

She leaves me
with the empty breeze

and a private song.
Sunshine in a capsule.

words: Gordon Mason, Scotland/Spain (
Catapult to Mars)

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