[untitled]A Poem by Deborah ShepardLet the sea be my mother
The sun be the opening for my souls heart
Let the music vesper my arching wings
Beloved calls my name, neath 'heavens
Celeste feathered awaking his voice to mine
I can see the my stranger fingertips cold, breathes death
I shall awaken his spirit with my kiss
Whilst thou come close?
Cast aside the daylight, bring forth he calls the nigh
Must my path be roads of utter madness, demons
I shall call the light, lithe be mine
Canvas bare with enchanted beginnings
© 2008 Deborah Shepard |
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Added on March 7, 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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