dark skies
silver
echo rhyme treason
ice and light
mirror in the night
star excite
reflections
just a moment between
silence
beauty
where tomorrow calls
Probably too deep for me to fathom. I think that the word, "reason," would be much better than treason. But then, I didn't get the meaning of your terse words.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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