~brandon~
Delicate one
Gossomer glass
We hoped without knowledge
that this too would pass
(For somewhere a rainbow
whispers your words
Bending and stretching
to hear and be heard)
Delicate one
Candle in wisps
Breath to the sky
in a circling kiss
(Shadows were heavy
and troubles were nigh,
and now, without knowledge,
we tenderly cry...)
This is for Brandon Basson, who, I have learned, passed away the morning of June 20th.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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