Velvet Blue SkyA Poem by Joanna MaharisThis is about overcoming the fire that rages out of control in man's soul.
The velvet, blue, sky weeps into hallow creeds
and gives off milky undertones belonging to mystical wings. For the wretched wish to be cleansed of who they were before this flowered decree. Softness of amber eyes drink into the sweet scent of rosemary that dwells inside my warped soul. The music it harbors is blown into salty breaths of nature. A swallow grazes the nape of my neck with its somber beak, and my dying tresses comfort its running waters on the brink of siege. Tell me, my sage, what does the Isle of Gold hold for me other than the whispering trees who cackle whenever I go near them? Am I to feed their delusional eyes with cotton clouds that saturate their doors with myhrr? Speak the truth to my fragile ears, so my spirit shall warm up to languid ways of seductive breaths. For he is not the song of my congregated body. Only you, the masterful light, can fold these rustic pages, and set them on fire, so I can in turn watch these seductive walls burn throughout my tainted tears. © 2009 Joanna MaharisAuthor's Note
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Added on January 10, 2009AuthorJoanna MaharisKalamazoo, MIAboutGraduate of Western Michigan University with a BA degree in Writing, which has been my passion since the tender age of six. Grew up in Kalamazoo, Michigan where I currently reside. I love to read al.. more..Writing
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