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Left to her own devices
the ocean sighs away the sunset
strips the horizon bare
and leaves her swells to sigh and mutter
beneath the bruising dark.
Fearful, the frozen moon
ascends the ratlines of the stars
and disappears from view.
Scaled by the wind’s cold knife
clouds release their torrents across the flying spume
bits of stinging darkness
tumbled to the sea.
Bereft of fuschias
emptied of limes
heaven’s palette drips gunmetal,
smeared by unwashed foam
and streaked by earth-tinged spray.
Beaneath the surging water
earth herself dissolves in patience
and dreams a dancer’s dream ~
cerulean tangos beneath tangerine clouds
and goldenrod skies.
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