strangeness of strangers arms

dusk arising

cast from a mold
of broken innocence
unspoken thoughts
crack the day
pouring rage
of thundering
waterfall chill
upon rested
millpool mind
where a strangeness
of strangers arms
gave comfort
sought and found
and turning now
consumed again
passion courts
a knowing embrace
kissing pictures
upon that breeze
where dances
pillow soft
a tabletop ballet.

  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 6th, 2021 06:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments7

  • orchidee

    A fine write dusk.

  • Fay Slimm.

    Your expertise in word-play is so engaging dear Dusk as here yet again you intrigue with great ;metaphor - - love the title leading to short line imagery with which I am smitten. A favourite again.

  • Neville


    ... what a lovely sentiment and wrapped beautifully within a cracking poem of real classic class ...

  • SureshG

    Exquisitely written, had me dreaming of that tabletop ballet

  • flyingfish

    Congers up thoughts of entanglement.
    Very well done, Cheers

  • Goldfinch60

    "where a strangeness
    of strangers arms
    gave comfort"

    This is so meaningful to me, I may be a stranger but have helped many people by just listening tom them.

    Andy

  • Poetic Dan

    So good I had to read it twice!



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