Three yet again..... -- The Fatted Calf

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Subject: Three yet again.....

Author:
William James Blackford

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Date Posted: 05:29:40 08/19/01 Sun
Author Host/IP: NoHost/66.156.106.64

Morning Offshore
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Wisps of steam slink along calm water
The furtive fin of a small impish dragon
skirts the surface as the creature changes
direction eagerly swimming below
There a woman with sea silk hair in liquid gravity
opens her arms to receive the grinning,
smooth skinned reptile as he curls onto her bosom
Her giant translucent tail fin widens as
she strokes him while staring upwards, enraptured,
her face unsmiling, at the sun shattering white through blue

Amidst a Crowd
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I looked at my white skin, then at them
They stood on the scaffold, dirty canvas bags
tied over their heads, singing Negro spirituals
I wanted to scream sanity
I wanted to cut their ropes, frantically leading
them through the woods to hide in the cellar of my friend's house
We would cook meals to help them make their way North
But I was only nine and worse�..a coward...the daunting
smell of gasoline and flaming, hissing wood echoed that fact
I listened as the dirty canvas bags sang,
voices beautiful and tremulous in the now surrounding silence
One�.Two�.Three�.Four chairs kicked over
and I ran and ran and ran

Sacred
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While the night is dimmest white from
wind numbing vengeance pained in my snows,
up on high a crow�s silhouette sits
upon a gnarled leafless perch that
creaks, ebbs and flows in the gusting cold

Feathers faintly disheveled,
head peering sideways, enthroned silence
through burning eyes
It neither questions nor answers,
nor smiles or taunts,
eyes wide with patient dreaming of
the day you are before me
Then your eyes of grape shall pierce against beak
and red wine down your cheeks
will intoxicate your tongue on bitter copper

Now wander depthless halls of darkness,
wander the forsaken obsidian illuminati
There a primitive presence caws welcome
amidst the loud and crisp flutter
of beating and lifeless wings

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Re: Three yet again.....	TRJ	10:46:30 08/28/01 Tue