Poetry, Art & Lint

Maljam's Poetry Blog

Thursday, December 14, 2006

(*) Salamander Shores

Salamander shores
Creep past my darkened window
In a nightly dream

Unwaking yet still alert
For those thoughts that sometimes come
Like a lurking fear

Yet my mind ignores
Shadows castoff from real life
Like an old worn sock.

Or do I? No, I don't.
Enveloped by small, choking
Embers of daylight.