Page One
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walk
and there you almost are, beside me
cry, and there your eyes almost look into mine
walk among clouds of griming grit
and there your beauty almost holds me warm
almost makes the aura in the scum
that it used to do
scealta liatha go windward in the telling
and almost you look upward to the tears
revenants we walk as now
all we ever can be
dust of stars and dreams
dust left behind by demons in their frenzies
my gold-dust under wanton, wicked feet
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Share ~~~~ shadowpoems ~~~~~~~~~~
website ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
a href=”http://twitter.com/share” data-count=”none” data-via=”annegrace2″
all photos, graphics, poems and text copyright 2011 by anne nakis, unless otherwise stated. all rights reserved.
Advertisement
