Black and White

The web drops its weight
behind the horizon of the clock.

Time and the numbers shimmer
in the pagoda of dreams.

Behind the screens,
the silver torches of memory and tasks
burn like crowns
won and lost.

Diamonds and all the words
fall sideways
and reshine
as stars.

The white garden moon
above reflects in each of our
deep black sea hearts
pulling our islands
our flowers
our pale flying gulls
out of our tides.

Copyright Kay Winter


2 thoughts on “Black and White

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s