Omnibus

whoweare

Omnibus

She dances in the forest

Nocturne strikes at night 

Her arm swings up in a crest

Toes floating through the grass

Omnibus 

Bends and flows

Goes her robe

Hair put up tight

Dark skin in the moonlight

Omnibus

Eyes closed

Lips pursed

Arms drop

Time stops

Omnibus

His white glove round a tree

Petticoat swings with glee

Eyes slant barely

Smile twitches hardly

Omnibus

His hairs flitting, loose

Moving freely, noose

Spin, swish, swick 

He hauls her quick 

Omnibus 

Her knees bent

Noose neck

Tear stained face

Away the stool he does take

Omnibus

  • Author: whoweare (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 29th, 2018 23:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • LIGHT WARRIOR

    Very good imagery and well put together piece ...beautifully done...enjoyed



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