Tuesday, December 06, 2005

coach...i bow

Summit Headwall; O Lady of Volcanic Grace,
whose hair has once fallen from a fire red sky...
i lope among you
dancing among a vertical jumble of
your summit boulders...
like teased and tasseled braids of White Corn Girl...
i gaze into a thousand eye sockets looking into me;
searing thighs,
searing lungs
now i am the Volcano of Force
flinging my bright breath upon you...
a heart soaked emblem for your Beauty

~Steve Ilg
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