12-17-04 A scarlet sash draped on the sky
splits the crisp cold; the blue, deep
backdrop lies steady beneath
the crimson tear: winter sunrise.
"Red in the morning"
the saying goes
and your deep blue knows
the interruption of
seathing fire across its
cold, noble canvas.
There is no subtlety in a scarlet
December sunrise when
snow cracks like frozen glass
beneath the exposed
And you feel in your chilled bones
the deep simmering coals
begin to burn.
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