night iv

Posted: July 5, 2017 in Uncategorized, writings
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image: via pinterest

I

The bonfire –
a witch’s hat of
twigs, branches –
crackles eating spitting
exhaling
smoke-choked
once upon a times.

II

The eye of the sun
looks over
the ash-grey threshold.

In the wake
of surging orange,
a spreading sky stain
of cerulean,

a birthing of new
ever afters.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017

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