Tag: poetry
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Spun Gold
All this time our eyes looked ahead, catching glimpses among sunbeams of dreams hidden and waiting for our arrival…
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Wind in Tall Grass
To the millions who have come before ghosts now sleeping under waning moonlight the stars have given a simple message…
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Wildflower Skies
The world was satin on that day stitched to me by windspun thread all the skies billowing on gentle winds…
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On the Hilltop
Leaving behind castle halls and long years we climb this hill, a strange parade set against the backdrop of a bleeding sky…
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Hallowed
These dark skies and darker lands rolling on and on to blind cliffs above the graveyard of the damned…
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Desert Wounds
Salt on skin bare to the sun burns like that high fire flowing through canals from scar to scar…
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Backroads
All these nights spent on backroads, peering into the woods at watching eyes passing us by as stars of a winter sky…
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Collecting Rain
Desperation is the song of lost souls slipping away toward something so far beyond that even starlight is a distant memory…
Mitchel David Ring 