Baron

Peaceful Exile

Turning folds of turquoise
let colour fade to purple
pools - rippling shadows strewn with silver
on the moonlit beach.

I let grains of sand flow
through a hand that once held a gun -
run through crashing waves that lap –
splash in wet caress, drown
in peaceful night. Sweet respite.

Laughter - voices
linger on waves and whispers carry
passion in the wind

...

Tags: baron, peaceful exile, poetry

Categories

WritingForums.com , Poetry

Waxen Wings

Lifted aloft
on brightly painted waxen wings;
insanely soaring higher,
towards scorching doom.
A passive passenger
questions the scheme of things,
silently,
as he’s dragged
beyond a waning moon.

Reverie
in pursuit of taunting mystery
among dying stars
in mourning universes;
questing for keys
to unlock tainted history
and then
...

Sunlight Journey

The scent of lilies made Sarah’s eyes glaze over as she read the last entry in the diary. Closing her eyes and adopting an expression of resolve came as an involuntary action. It had been only a few days since those tear smudged words that she had recorded were spoken and alive. Forever had been taken for granted.

Summer’s warmth had no effect on the chill within. What had been life and hope now lay in an oblong box, waiting for that final ...

Tags: baron, prose, sunlight journey

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WritingForums.com , Fiction

Sightless Seers




Seers, made sightless
by inverted vision,
lead avid listeners through neglected gardens;
ear plugs, planted fast,
avert derision,
where delusion blossoms
and the deadwood hardens.

Hope lingers,
hidden in a rotting heap;
breathes soft
beneath the compost mould’s thick oppression;
nostrils are clogged
but still decay’s stench seeps
to ...

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