Off the Map

…..

Blur the grid and soft
slur my own name. I think I’ll
wander here awhile, answer
a few questions in waves, tint
my toes turquoise. The weight
of the world holds nothing
but noise and restless skin.

Begin with a blast, cast your
cannots to breeze, tip your hat
-red of any small thing to the trees,
they’ll release it loose to sky.

Then maybe, just maybe
we’ll get the chance
to dance. This indigo
tincture is an integral part
to softly synchronize my heart.

 

….
Wordled.

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7 Responses to Off the Map

  1. Pamela says:

    Whoa, that is beautiful, De. Happy New Year to you.

    Pamela

  2. I’d love to cast all my cannots to the breeze!

  3. Sabra Bowers says:

    Yes, I want that chance to dance. Happy New Year, De.

  4. jae rose says:

    Those opening two lines are such a dance..beautiful..I was drawn along in the smooth music that seemed to count time underneath..

  5. 1sojournal says:

    This one stands up and sings. Forgot about the wordle words, too busy listening to the sound. Delightful. Wishing you a great New Year,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/12/29/living-on-less-than-a-prayer/

  6. humbird says:

    Indeed, we need to try to stretch our limits…To Happy New Year!

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