Category: Writers Block
Destination Unknown
4-2-08
We sit in silent space, two stars in a vast empty sector.
I feel your phantom breath like autumn wind across a barren field.
Darkness cradles the cameo locket,
a pair of burning eyes peer out of an old photograph,
While a single ship drifts through the unknown.
I stare into his gaze and find hazel nut trees
Golden kissed trunks garnished with jade leaves.
A figure hides in the waiting arms of an old pine friend
Her bow poised and her huntress arrow fitted.
I stare into her soul fresh from a summer rain
Where a gray sky presides over the monster mouth of mountains.
And a stray wind goes wherever the river flows
Always in a hurry to dive into the sea
With passion's haste and a philosopher's gait.
The anomaly comes when the stars collide
And coffee bean forest meets rainy sky
When music and dance and color hold hands
And time's fine fabric is nothing but strands
Of ice-tipped crystal rosebuds.
Sensor interference creates mute chaos
While loathsome key holds stubborn lock.
And in a nebula of centuries melted into a moment
The huntress lowers her arm.
It's great as always. You should look into getting some of these published
It's beautiful, Cala.
Absolutely a stunning writing
May peacefulness be found ~
Within each your...
~*Thunderous MidNight*~
Oh wow. That's cool!