Pendulums, fair hands, embers galore
Sand grains, sunsets, ocean shores
Misty, darkened, shattered minds
With passing hours, the horrors unwind
Pale sunflowers, which flash and spark
Autumn leaves falling, on midnights dark
Letters and calls, deadly schemes
I don’t feel safe in pastel dreams
So much imagery.
I can see everything in my head 🙂
Your work is simply amazing; it is even more beautiful when you share your talent with other poets. Come in and join us for another week’s potluck fun,
Any poem is welcome. We love poets, we enjoy poetry, and your participation makes us smile!
Keep up the excellence.
Let me know if you need help linking…
Cheers!
Happy November,
Happy Weekend.
xoxox