In Lightning...

A chorus of Angels
in haunting escalades
of scintillating oscillations
snake their silvery voices
upon your sacroiliac
undulate
rhythmically
dry humping the camel
running in clumsy beauty
on the cosmic sands
of mental freedom
actualized
in the momentary
crystallization of a thought -
the shining reflective facet
of the most exquisite of
ethereal diamonds
that is your
soul


-Mardi
Poem and Photo Jan 2010
http://www.mardi.ca