The long grey afternoon colour banished from the sky
Time drifts in cloud’s layered granite landscaped demolition
A space of sound shadowed in a vision of copper, bronze,
Golden decaying maze dance to the music of windy, rainy days
Relentless angels of paradise released into the broken light
Absorb autumn’s dust birthed into a dying comfortless sky
Still your breath shatters the cracks and heals the wounds of years.
Written for Poetry Jam