Monday, August 09, 2010

Sundial


Love cuts a new rung
On the ladder of swords
The trees steal the green
Right out of the lawn

Rain washes blood
From the ladder of swords
The trees bow their branches
Submission to mourn

And as the sun kills the moon
Climbs the ladder of swords
The trees throw their shadows
The morning to scorn

5 comments:

Justin Russell said...

Marvelous turns of phrase and shades of meaning, Pisces. As ever.

Harnett-Hargrove said...

Potent imagery. -J

Pisces Iscariot said...

Justin & Jayne: thanks folks!

Tom said...

yeah, it's swell!

Harlequin said...

almost ballad -esque. lovely in word, image, mood and " feel".