From The Dust Of Man

I dreamed inside the framework of a quiet echo 

As my fingers touched the quill of your soul 

I hid behind the clouds so no one would know 

Of my lonely walks within no man's glow 

 

 You gently untied me from pastels of blue 

From an embryonic womb of darkness 

You gave me to sup of morning's first dew 

Soothing lost edges as no other could do 

 

 You took the nightscape from inside my head 

Your sun-thoughts cloaked my apathy 

In layers of strawberry, silks and red 

You spun every dream from smiles of thread 

 

 I climbed upon the plinth as you held my hand 

You bade me follow across flawless fields 

The windows of time became beads of sand 

As we walked away from the dust of man 

Reviews

[Walk away slow poet]

This is really good and wonderful. Awesome imagery and detail.
I enjoyed this write alot. Your rhyme schmeme is amazing!

[Vincent]

Nice write, it's mysterious and thoughts provoking. Strong imagery with many shades and colors. Well done, the last stanza took me away.

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