Apr 2019
taken to
thistle of syllables
sapphire streaked sky
and cherry blossom shiver
liquid pastels
lethargic car exhalations
machines with their seeds of light
spherical shimmers
church spire
poet-named sacred place
nickel slurry
flour-doused mountains
alone with myself
just funnels of breath
passing my refrigerated lips
reminder of time
thistle of syllables
sapphire streaked sky
and cherry blossom shiver
liquid pastels
lethargic car exhalations
machines with their seeds of light
spherical shimmers
church spire
poet-named sacred place
nickel slurry
flour-doused mountains
alone with myself
just funnels of breath
passing my refrigerated lips
reminder of time
Written: April 2019.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time as part of Savannah Brown's escpril challenge. The title is Icelandic for 'peace' and is roughly pronounced 'frieth-ur.' A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time as part of Savannah Brown's escpril challenge. The title is Icelandic for 'peace' and is roughly pronounced 'frieth-ur.' A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
