Towering stones
9 April 2016
Within lands
Erected on marsh
We play games
Peek-a-boo
Tugging of pony tails harsh
Boys will be snide boys
Broken toys
Token of the might
Winged souls
Messengers
Of stories I will hear not
Cast out to the dark
Unbridled
A tale of two stars
Rekindled
He recounts
Attempting to ignite spark
Of down trodden glows
Spirit flies
Hovering in skies
His demeanour
Meekness sly
Embarking upon journey
Built upon a lie
I rip net
Sheet tool of balance
Mermaids freed
Swim ashore
Walking feet overcome sore
Of transformation
Spirit tamed
Casts the road roses
Curtains pulled
Light galore
Sets my eye upon Moses
Miracles waver
Tall nights cull
Moonbeams to shower
Skull and bones
Towering stones
In the dark he will cower
Samson of morrows
Reading of the poem:
Out of the Woods – Taylor Swift
Seems like a brave knight in there somewhere!
Perhaps or perhaps a tin knight
I’ll take what I can get!
I strongly advise against tin knights. If you complain about the birds imagine a tin knight after a late night out 😉
Doesn’t sound fun!
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Lovely Geetha…especially like listening to your spoken words (Found I can listen with link in my e-mail 🙂 ) Your voice is very soothing….Be well my friend ღ
Thank you Mark. Be well too 🙂
Lyrical!
Thanks dear 🙂
You’re welcome
Beautiful!
Thank you Blair
You’re Welcome Geetha! 🙂
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“Samson of morrows” = wow! Lovely phrase you’ve coined there!
Thank you Kunal 🙂