The labyrinth

kitty the naughty poet

The labyrinth is overgrown with the branches of my thoughts

paths bathed in darkening shadows...

 

... sweet tickling leafy dreams scratch against the skin of my essence

intertwined with the black ash of my lifes bombshells...

 

... twisting and turning towards the light of twilight's pink flurry of petals

raining down around the labyrinths trails...

 

... straining away from the darkness and

towards the centre of the overgrown labyrinth

and my minds eye.

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  • orchidee

    Good write Kitty.

  • Goldfinch60

    May you minds eye be clear soon and the beauty that surrounds you comes within you.

    Andy

  • Caring dove

    Beautiful writing Katy )) I used to love watching the labyrinth .. that film with David Bowie .

  • Saxon Crow

    Nicely penned.



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