Delirium swished her dappled colors against dawn’s clear sky
blue air pleated seemings like a god’s strident breath
reigniting dappled rays of sunshine
pitched in place by swirling seas
breaching the shell of delirium’s sweet breeze.
Brenda Warren 2011
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