In these lines so many meanings lie woven, intertwined, bound in the fabric.
I read my words repeatedly and each time see something different ... what do you see?
Shades of Night - 25 Jan 13
Opening to the dark
Mystic shades circle
In nightshade robes
Beautiful woman
Crying in her night
Room encloses her dream
Tears blur the candle
Painted stars peel from her walls
Make a doorway to somewhen
A peal of bells ring out
Cracked … discordant
Dawn breaks the night
Broken worlds lost in time
Grass conducts a symphony
Wave on wave
Ocean dark
White horses ride the waves
Canter cantata opening move
Opening to the dark
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Written in the very early hours of the day, ages since sunset and more till sunrise ... Moon keeps me company as Muse whispers.
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