Thursday, 19 November 2009

The Technique

I learnt a trick – my heart got it.

In a dream

when love is pressured, good to go,

a Zeus thunderbolt,

focuses fire on grass and crag,

cracks an iceberg;

opens a heart.

1 comment:

  1. Fantastic! This poetic is a lightning bolt! I love the transition from natural catastrophic(s) to the final concept rhyme--with the initial. A very enlightening advancement of the state of the art.