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Milkweed and Sunshine
The piper plays the tune,
Asleep on my pillow
I dream I'm not falling apart.
By lure of a silk moon
Weeps the silver willow,
Alas, the Seamstress of My Heart.
With a soft midnight breeze,
Clouds highlighted in blue
Softly sing of her majesty.
A whisper from the trees,
On kiss of evening's dew,
I follow the path set for me.
A land of leprechauns,
Through magic of Nightshade,
I lay my soul bare before all.
Knightless Lords, useless pawns,
My heart laid to the glade,
I know my place, so I crawl.
Seven wishes skyward
On milkweed and sunshine,
I cast hope to the morning sky.
Therein given reward
A dagger to the spine...
I open my eyes but to die.
Sickly sweet, sycamore,
Celestial nymph gone
A will-o'-the-wisp through the trees.
Heretofore nevermore
Shall I dream by the dawn
Of this Love I never could appease.
No, by thunder riven
Torrents of bleak sky,
Darkness hath rendered me a throne.
False prophecy given,
O' Seamstress of the Lie,
In pieces your Prince dies alone.
Published 29th Jul 2015
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29th Jul 2015 5:45pm
I dream I'm not falling apart.
^^^^^
sweet holy baby jaysus, do i love that line
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you weave some wonderfully magical imagery here, mister. i adore the careful balance of beauty & stark... a little like watching hope die while being kept warm by the seamstress' cloak of li[n]es
fantastic wordsmithery all round, but that's to be expected from you
~ k
^^^^^
sweet holy baby jaysus, do i love that line
*
you weave some wonderfully magical imagery here, mister. i adore the careful balance of beauty & stark... a little like watching hope die while being kept warm by the seamstress' cloak of li[n]es
fantastic wordsmithery all round, but that's to be expected from you
~ k
30th Jul 2015 2:33am
So happy to see you here, Katja. :)
"a little like watching hope die while being kept warm by the seamstress' cloak of li[n]es"
That line hit the nail of my past two months better than any in my poem. Damn you're good! The bleeding of hope has a way of taking the soul with it I am feeling.
Thanks for the stop, and the comment, dear. Good seeing you back around.
Michael
"a little like watching hope die while being kept warm by the seamstress' cloak of li[n]es"
That line hit the nail of my past two months better than any in my poem. Damn you're good! The bleeding of hope has a way of taking the soul with it I am feeling.
Thanks for the stop, and the comment, dear. Good seeing you back around.
Michael
29th Jul 2015 6:16pm
awesome visuals in ink Michael... every word kept me drawn in till the end... keep flowing that fire
30th Jul 2015 2:35am
Ah, think this pyre may burn awhile, MagicVisionz. When something like this goes up in flames, I'm not one to leave anything but ashes in the wake. So glad you enjoyed. :)
Michael
Michael
29th Jul 2015 9:52pm
I love the element of melodrama, the poem is beautiful, the words profound
No, by thunder riven
Torrents of bleak sky,
Darkness hath rendered me a throne.
False prophecy given,
O' Seamstress of the Lie,
In pieces your Prince dies alone.
That says it all sometimes love can be worst than an abyss, it consumes you and then leaves you alone and hurt. Thanks for sharing.
No, by thunder riven
Torrents of bleak sky,
Darkness hath rendered me a throne.
False prophecy given,
O' Seamstress of the Lie,
In pieces your Prince dies alone.
That says it all sometimes love can be worst than an abyss, it consumes you and then leaves you alone and hurt. Thanks for sharing.
30th Jul 2015 2:42am
Ah, thank you for reading and for your insight, Victoria. You're absolutely right about love...doesn't leave you holding much when all is said and done. Still, can be a hell of a ride sometimes though... probably why some of us never learn our lessons. welcome to DUP, btw. Will check out any poetry you've posted soon as I catch up on my replies here.
Michael
Michael
2nd Aug 2015 9:15am
2nd Aug 2015 6:45pm
Ah, thank you for gracing my page, Jennifer, and for the comment. Was a whole different world, that one. :)
Michael
Michael
