And the sun slept on into the day
and lay buried deep
where the wisemen say
its gone to find some peace.
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Amazing poem that is almost a recitation, euphoric, of anguish and darkness, unknown fears. That's how it sounds to me. Wonderful poem, Ben.
very interesting to see how you make the sun slip into a sleep-to find peace...really beautiful words used in the perfect order..
i do not want to be redundant but this poem is fantastic as are all your others, i especially love the last line, 'cursed friend', beautiful. x
Rich imagery, original thinking. A fine lyrical effort. Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler
you are intuitive and enigmatic..full of thought and symbolism..marvelous write