Broken Time

Ethereal jazz,
We see the world,

From new angles,
Simple fortitude
Over matted devotions,

Freak downpours
May emphasis
Liquid blues today,

But thunder
Plays stray therapy
And hydration pleases the land,

Alteration soothes the soul,
Without gills to drown
Divinity augments,

Bamboo hearts
Jive in the wildest
Of plantations

Will I find you there?
Hidden in shaded constancy,

The quartet sounds
Our pace again,
I find us within the notes.

20140719-170852-61732635.jpgPoem © Phen Weston 2014

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