she does not sleep
but turns aware
in silence deep
allowing light
to kiss her skin
to brush her hair
inside her might
she slowly rises
from our din
away from here
and old despises
now set free
into there- Michael Firewalker
What a vision..."Death was casually running around
on charred bodies."
Interesting unusual adjectives/imagery.
I find this fascinating but am not sure I understand it completely,
but then that's poetry! it stretches the mind and lets it go again.
For me...- Ann Waddicor
but turns aware
in silence deep
allowing light
to kiss her skin
to brush her hair
inside her might
she slowly rises
from our din
away from here
and old despises
now set free
into there- Michael Firewalker
on charred bodies."
Interesting unusual adjectives/imagery.
I find this fascinating but am not sure I understand it completely,
but then that's poetry! it stretches the mind and lets it go again.
For me...- Ann Waddicor
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