Tuesday, March 15, 2011


Night Shadows

endless white lines
drawn lightly on asphalt
casting a touch of
dropping designs -
limbs of a tree
as our headlight's

so softly, light
disturbs night -

slices of slate near
ice blue water -
a single orange cone
over a ridge,
a carnival,
a flare of lights -
sirens heard. . .

steep – a mountain –
light will not filter
through a mass of trees,
snuggled on a mountain
top - where
paths are lonely, limbs
destroyed by a mighty
wind - spheres of light

talk on dotted lights
brighter then before -
flashing red - off and on. . .
one side of this mountain
closed - slowly now - I
glance to my right and
stare at slate

ice blue water - run
down its side, a sun
swallowed yesterday.

Nancy Duci Denofio
all rights reserved @2011

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