margaret-wallace - Hello Poetry

margaret-wallace

American I'm an artist who only rarely goes into poetry. Consequently, what I write tends to be simple, but Im still learning. I am dark in the way of the stars, the midnight sky, and the silence at 3 am.

will stars longer fall night slowly empty heart land flakes bright fear hills silver hope shadows day dim clouds leave moon falling weary sing silence path cares memory wisdom lives hold soul mind gently deep heard graceful peace beauty price rain fills clear memories left gold dance midnight rest years longevity unrest darkest happiness painful head stave controls quells absence combine deepest fade flashing sway breathing fate seeking rules void rise trees break famous shadow dreams desire disturb snowflakes gift fields intervene lightning pavement softly contrast truth heavy valleys anew restless meets hindsight blameless wrap street lingers dawn cold best awaits sheen draws darkness space solemn thunder scaffold sighing astray waiting captured drawn red lays noise led screen men answers broken tracks lamps paid imagine stares knowledge shine hidden ahead uneasy freedom shades days surround forgotten discard passing fallen quietly unbidden sky innocence feet brave promise shimmer whispering fight rolls