Black Starlit Dream

In the frost sharp moonless night

the stars light the air

with a quiet and mystic brilliance

much closer than of yore

as a still quiet


the world below


Through the cold crystal dark night

a ghost drifts the grass

silent echo of a whispered flight

tree high above my eye

its soft locus


the land below


Through an ice star argent gleam

my soul floats up free

soft escape from those long lone night wraiths

following a path traced

soft as she left


the pain below


◄ Juvenal 2 (: Europe 0)

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jennifer Malden

Thu 17th Jan 2019 15:01

Beautiful! Jennifer

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