It’s the start of National Poetry Writing Month. Here’s my second poem
Have you ever seen a dragon fly into the spider’s snare? Or seen the jewels of dew that break a lonely heart’s embrace? Perchance from evermore where whispering winds do sleep And from the willow’s wisp do break The strings that bind and hold the dreamer’s fate. From this place are dreams to walk their narrow paths, Breaths in stillness stir the winds, And from the depths breaks visions lost from paths taken too many times to reap. Upon the wings of a dragonfly sparkling dew bends light. Rainbows fashion in the eye stories yet untold. Pots of gold in silvery songs voices never sing. Behold the words. The moment gone as stillness passes through.
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