Stranger castA Poem by Deborah ShepardWhen I embark on souls journey I ponder at its glory
I sit and gaze at the hellentic heavens around me, angels story
My opaque pen thus ripple with time, pace, with inklings to he
Watching the changing of the room, space, his love I once knew
Unforgettable beauty arises, awaiting his words spoken true
You see the poetress , cuddles the waves of humnaity close
The utopia ride though the heavens is made possible , by dreamscape map
Breakers of the surfs, summering in the distance with azure foam, is whare I am at
I lie deep in the mode of soft whispers , abve the banks of enchantment
Heart the great rumblings of mother earths heart
Night whispers call the the jackal, he stores time
Then I close my eyes to follow the sounds, each forgotten lineLListen for the tired world, laid to rest
I feel the heart race for time, as I am wisp through his soul
Judgments be clear to where he is
Each flower neath'ribbons of mother earths wand
Sands shift as each soul feels the other
I open the book, softly speaking the words echoes through , No answer
Shall I ask again , whilst thou come to me?
© 2008 Deborah Shepard |
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Added on February 25, 2008 AuthorDeborah Shepardyelm, WAAboutABOUT THE AUTHOR: Deborah Shepard is a published author, poet and writer whose poems tell a story of dreams we have and the beauty of traveling in them to give us belief, hope, and life. Deborah s.. more..Writing
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