Guided

by Lost star   Mar 6, 2021


In infinite reflection
my mortal sails raised,
filled with the winds of humanity,
on oceans bound by imagination.

Knowledge inate in dusty drawers
released in glory as key finds lock,
forgotten arts obscured by time,
flourish in exquisite intrigue.

Fables warmed by fires of truth
with all of antiquity in their midst,
continue endlessly on glassy seas,
guided by their echos in the night sky.

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  • 3 months ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Great to see a new one from you. As to the quality, well that is never in question with your work.

    • 3 months ago

      by Lost star

      I've been dallying with a guitar of late and haven't been writing too much so I'm glad you liked it, and without bromancing too much your comments are humbling from in my opinion an exceptional poet \m/

  • 3 months ago

    by Keira Pickard

    Beautifully worded, lovely imagery. Stunning :)

    • 3 months ago

      by Lost star

      Thank you Keira I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment :)

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