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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Kite Strings

by Sadie Harris

Having moved easily away
beyond the vitreous drink
past perpetual reefs
where choppy, lapping waves
laugh at old tales,

Cutting through effervescence
into an aubergine vast,
there, no delineation
or compulsions
define boundaries
or deprive the existence of
one's precarious balances.

Unfixed, sentient,
the shoreline
has receded from view.
Distance, but a blur.
Silence altering,
rippling this present capacity .
But a hand flying
with the wings of paradise.


  1. True Sadie style that leaves wonderful visions in the minds eye, clear, colourful and beautiful..♥

  2. Aaahhh, I am on my boat when I read this. What a picture of tranquility you paint. Thanks for sharing.