Escape
The bird of my brow
Breathing deeply
Slowly close my eyes
Of tangled branches
The wind playing my hair
Tears of the moon
Washing my serenity
Duvet of darkness spotlighting
The hidden beloved stars
Lost in the ancient roots
Of an inner child
The stage of dreams
Coming too gradually
Sweet tides of night
Firm in my soul
Washing away time
posted by Scarlet Sphinx at 5:51 PM
5 Comments:
Hey there! I haven't visited in awhile because I am a total jerk.
Love the poem. ::hugs::
gotta fill me in sometime
..how do ya get into the rhythm of poetry so *seemingly* easily?
me can only spew it when the feeling comes ::sigh::
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angry, I'm slow too. it's all good. :)
sol, i never said it was easy, but i have so much inspiration that i wouldn't call it difficult either.
((kisses all))
I'm impressed with your site, very nice graphics!
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