Ochre

Ochre stained thoughts 

fleshed to the rock

finger withdraw 

from the space conceived 

Here, I am this space 

But you know me not

But in millennial you’ll see 

with intrigue 

That once I was here

And wonder of me

◄ Do not wander into this fearful night

The red wood ►

Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Fri 15th Feb 2019 07:38

Thanks for the like Damon


All the best des

DESMOND CHILDS

Fri 8th Feb 2019 22:11

Thank you Lisa and po for your comments much appreciated.


All the best des

poemagraphic

Fri 8th Feb 2019 12:08

Mmmmm Timeless

I like where this started and ended.

Po

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lisa donohoe

Fri 8th Feb 2019 11:27

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