While fighting back
Like a tired, undefeated,
lonely bird, victim and
Struck in a storm,
You extend
your hands of support.
And they extend
towards me
The touch of
a handful of spring
and a wisp of blue clouds
of the virgin autumn
In the dark black
of my rainy sky
The green lightning of your eyes
The sweet, thin, soft timber
of your song
from the far horizon
reach me, and they
wet me within,
in the autumn light
of the blue morning,
by the shores of endless
sea of infiniteness.
And they extend towards me The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared.
And they extend towards me The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared. 10+++++ Thanks, DP
The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared
The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared 10++++
The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared
they wet me within, in the autumn light of the blue morning, by the shores of endless sea of indefiniteness 10++ for the lovely poem, Thanks 10++++
they wet me within, in the autumn light of the blue morning, by the shores of endless sea of indefiniteness 10++ for the lovely poem, Thanks
The touch of a handful of spring and a wisp of blue clouds of the virgin autumn A good conglomeration of imageries and poetic skill. Amazing poem shared 10+++ Alina
and they wet me within, in the autumn light of the blue morning, by the shores of endless sea of infiniteness 10++ for the lovely poem shared.