- Saw the shadow of the Arrow.
Felt the gentle kiss of
the feather.
Saw the eye of the sparrow
as the fog of memories lift.
Stolen sunlight,
Hidden moon .
Felt the weight of melancholy
Arc through
the minkhole of faded dreams .
Saw the trees dance
into the morning,
swathed in heavenly light .
Saw their echoes bounce
off the future .
Felt the birds remember
the wind .
Earthen nerves,
Silent springs .
Felt the noose slide down
from the mantle .
Into the astrodust on
the floor .
Saw the bow pulled back
on the morning.
Felt morose as the arrow
flew by us all .
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Author:
WL (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 26th, 2019 23:46
- Comment from author about the poem: I have been writing but not sharing lately. I will try to read some poetry and share some poems , I always enjoyed this site .
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Great to see you back WL with wonderful words in this poem.
We all evaluate our lives at one time or another. Could we have achieved greater things? But then we realize, we are where we're supposed to be. We are all human, and thus frail. Some powerful stuff hidden in beautifully delicate words. Very nice poem. - Phil A.
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