The color was tired
Of variegation,
Calliope’s sad wing
Was lowered,
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Elevated and poignant, suffused with the imagery and symbolism of Greek mythology. Economic and disciplined in the realm of emotions as well as language. A truly remarkable piece of writing, Tsira. Suggestion: change 'astrologer' to astronomer.
So beautiful the way your use the ancient texts to express the reality of your muse. I love your late blooming cactus and the purple pulse pumping through your veins. There is wonder and awe as well as despair in your words. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Grief eats out The heart in no time....................the color when tied by the heart of art as when infused....wonderful with powerful imagery, i love it,10/10, thanks for sharing
well-wrought poem with striking imagery and apt phrases - a pure pleasure to read in this vale of tears
Very sad, yet warm somehow: 'The vein is startled By the purple pulse, Ink-colored became My sadness. Years ago, I had Such a feeling – The feeling so airy And stainless…'
I gave this an 8. The structure may not have fit the message delivery as well. I still do not understand the full meaning, but I did comprehend the references to Greek mythology. Beyond that, I'm not sure without more information. GW62