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
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 7:25 PM UTC
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
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.
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