You shape my bones into your hunting coat.
Rain slants like needles through the falling air.
The field is vast with the old blood of leaves.
Fire in the windows warms my eyes to sleep.
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'i cry its incandescence through my dreams' truly grey is beautiful...for it has both black and white... and light and dark.....
such lovely imagery...each and every line...so beautiful
Am so enchanted by the flow of words, Sandra..It is soothing to read and calm my spirit..This is so beautiful..Wish i can do like this kind of poetry, but only you can do justice..i love this.. love, Sweetie Meggie
Love the first line in particular because it has one of the characteristics of divinity which is novelty. Thank you again for feeding me. Blessings, Bill Grace
Soothing panorama; smoke from an eastern funeral pyre, signalling an end?
All I can say is your images, your expressions, your expertise, awesome to say the least.--Melvina--
An enchanting title. I wondered what I'd find.... A warm, reassuring piece about protective love and minimalist colour. It reminds me of lying in bed after a bad dream with mum beside me stroking my hair till I fall asleep. Your images are timeless - the wind of dawn - I feel your fingers mend my broken wings. Superlative piece, Sandra. love, Allie xxxx
A wonderful write, Sandra... intimately worded from the first line to the last. Vivid imagery and beautifully done! ! Brian
Sandra... this is the most arresting poem I've read in a long while, and I've read some beauties. From the first line, I feel transported. There is such life in every word... Thank you so much. Esther: ]
Sandra If I were an artist I could paint a picture of this poem, the content is that perfect I can see the picture on my screen.This poem is a treasure and you are a treasure for writing it. cheers Sylvie
sandra, your poem works like the morning air in which the brain bursts with joy.
Sandra, a first class piece of writing, that left me wanting more. Regards, Ian
Gray is beautiful when in the hands of such a skillfull poet! wow wow wow....i love it. love starr
This poem is very good. It has 'a gray mood', but gray here is really beautiful.
Wind fades your name into a thread of smoke.Love it, Love it, LOVE IT! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Love Duncan X
Loved this Sandra, truly beuatiful. I especially liked the last verse, it ended beauty in an appropriately special way. Thanks for sharing! Peace, Aisha
Your images are so unified and connected, so beautiful - it would be a shame to comment on one, lest I slight another. I think I'll have to settle for going out in the evening, raising a hand to heaven - saying, 'Thank You for Sandra.' - not quite daring to anticipate the winds of dawn, since that might rob me of my love of the beautiful gray evening. Absolutely marvelous.
Sandra, I've never seen grey so beautiful - the images you create leave a lasting impression. Warmest wishes, Justine
cannot find 'indigo' yet. but read this one. black is beautiful too, then its not. this is a very uplifting poem on a gray day here brightened up by the coloured cloths-pegs hanging on a line against a background of bare wintry trees. honoured at your request. i'm sure your beyond all this 10 stuff but you can have as many as you want from me. take care and sail on, john