Prowlers of Thoughts.wma
Prowlers of Thoughts
She circumvents among rose thorns;
Quietuses embedding.
Elusive is the captive wings;
Breaking upon broken glass.
Panes made with willows;
The baskets are woven from corn shucks.
The moths are following her destinations;
Leaving fluttering trails within every room.
Dust collected upon her memories;
She seemed distant within her solemnity.
Waking throughout the hours upon sable moons;
Listening to the prowlers of thoughts;
Their voices disrupting her dreams.
They willfully will not be denied;
Not everyone can hear them;
and they know that she can…
(Written: April 15th, 2010 11:19 a/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Love’s Bounty Embracing Unisons of Truth
“Prowlers of Thoughts”
Copyright© 2010 Poetess Victoria L. McColley
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Sheila
Sandie Angel :o)
Cheers,
Daan
I don't know how you do it, but always manage to write such stellar poetry! I am in love with this line:
"Waking throughout the hours upon sable moons"
Such a beauty as you are, you write beautiful poetry!
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Georg
Newfie Hugs, Rose
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