THE BEAUTIFUL
MUNDANE:
POETRY, ORIGINAL PAINTINGS, PHOTOGRAPHS by Peter
"Break the wine glass and fall towards the glass-blower's breath."
"Walk out like someone suddenly born into color!" Rumi
Sunday, May 3, 2009
SCORCHED
When the train stopped dead on the burnt out trestle you stood up straight to wet your whistle,
a storm of lies baked our hearts while the long hot day descended deeper,
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