With what wonder?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With what wonder has the season come?

Its treasure lies in earthen ships,

that carry dreams across the foam.

And how your memory of her now rapes

the fleshly heart that once bore scenes,

so veiled in smoky stains of tears;

it cries as on its crutches leans,

and ever fills itself with fears.

Be born anew to taste the sky

Lay waste cocoon and upwind fly...

 

 

Reviews

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This has some beautiful contradictions..you have used some relatively strong words yet the poem as whole is as gentle as a feather..

[Arya_the_elven_lady]

No idea what this is about, but a very lovely piece. I must applaud.

[Poetry Girl]

also love this picture. it matches the poem quite well

[Poetry Girl]

this has a very great flow and rythm to it. i liked it a lot. great job.

[Lilly]

Amazing piece. Beautifully dark...

[Jeff]

Excellent piece here. It's dark, but not too dark.

[Ladysue]

Oh Craig, this one made me tear and smile at the same time...yes moving forward...so beautifully written...

[Karen666]

sexy and romantic as always

[Robin]

yes, time to move onward ~ wonderful writing