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by Maple Tree Nov 11, 2019
Dark, fantasy /
Under every dark, hidden corner -
there is a soul buried within mossy tears
and unearthed memories.
Dangling fear shadows secrets
designed as skeletal walkers;
corpse angels "I call them"
They only know sorrow as sun
dips down every day to kiss them,
moon draws them to its breast
like a babe at midnight to comfort.
Dawn reveals smiles across hallow eyes
and cagey emotions- but at night when
the owl stands alone, like a warrior
peace protects them; they continue to live
because when in darkness there is always light.***********
Beautiful this is.
Love this Andrea, baby birds journey has been a rough one. Hugs my friend-
by Ben Pickard
Wonderful imagery conjured from you as is always the case, Andrea.
All the best as ever.
by Larry Chamberlin
by Meena Krish
by Em (marmite)
by - Mr. Darcy