Surround me in all of your greed.
Waves already whispered
Or in the cards that I read.
Eels twinkle in pools of the night.
Telling your secrets
Or shedding some light.
Wake up and hear the good news.
Voice now has colour
and caresses the truths.
~I.S.~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 17th, 2023 02:05
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Wake up, indeed.
Cheers!
WOW!!!! WAKE UP!!! "Voice now has colour and caresses the truths"! I feel like this represents an awakening! Very nice!!
Thank you!
'Eels twinkle in pools of the night.'
that's electric imagery
took me right to the sensations
imbued in your poetry
not just the depicted scenes/thoughts
(I read and learn)
thank you! loved this
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