Rocks talk, rings echo in a pond,
obscuring ripples in the mind,
drips of silence fall beyond,
illumination's eye made blind
Eyes seeing through dark
Quiet thunder rolls
igniting lightning's spark
with hell's burnt out coals
Sunlight ashes exhausted glows
Drifting shadows pile high
dust through an hourglass flows
Shard cut broken sky
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: May 23rd, 2024 05:09
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
Comments5
;and what will I, if it already be kindled?
Thank you so much for the review and most interesting comment. To answer, enjoy the warmth.
Cooling down here but I am cozy.
Stunning dear sorrenbarret simply stunning. 🌹
You are too kind Teddy. I appreciate the review and most gracious comment
Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi
Superb work. Powerful imagery.
Thanks Thomas I appreciate it.
Within our mo
ind we can see and feel so many things soren but many do not realise this.
Andy
Thanks Gold for the read and wise words they are appreciated.
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