Friday, April 23, 2010

Canopy

Canopy

Cover that drapes, that bends,
that loosely cloaks an area.
A space partially shut from sky,
but with give, no walls in its design.

Beneath the canopy. Shadows flit,
and shapes that make shadow.
Shade and curiosity, creatures drawn
to looking up at light filtering

through undersides, a pliable ceiling.
A room is claimed by the canopy,
a place defined by what it offers:
protection, woven through with magic.

2 comments

  1. Is it weird that this not food related post has made me hungry?;-)

    Love this line:A room is claimed by the canopy,
    a place defined by what it offers:
    protection, woven through with magic.

    Brilliant!

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  2. hehehe me too! I'm hungry too!

    We perhaps meeting on the 8th? It's Dror's birthday by coincedence too... just made the connection, so we'll have to get him some candles - hehe

    beautiful poem as always. Thanks for the well-wishes.

    thea.
    Xx

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