Finding Contentment

Finding Contentment

A Poem by A Wanderer of Dreams

Gather now these weakened remains

Of the self once lost to obscure stains

Poured in pain painting that state

Of a demise eloquently irate

 

Gaze beyond the looking glass

Into the raven’s eyes, his past

Stares unfaltering at your soul

Fear not childe of what is the whole

 

Steady yourself alas to find

Food for the wanderings of the mind

Have always been and will ever be

The rampant winds amongst the trees

© 2012 A Wanderer of Dreams


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This gets stronger the farther down I read. I think over time as you read and re read it, you will probably take the chisel to it and bring it closer to it's maximum self. Not to say that it's terribly lacking, because I like it VERY much. there are just spots where I think flow or meaning suffer a TAD for the sake of the rhyme. That can be fixed and the Phoenix rising from the ashes theme is strong. (96/100)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Amazing and occult, love this dark insight you have, and all what is hidden between the lines here.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I dont know how to tell express my emotions but this is really good

Posted 12 Years Ago


I feel and sense these horses in full gallop. Their hooves and leg run deep in obscure stain....Hmmm. Glad I came wandering in. Effortless read and Emotional write.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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A Wanderer of Dreams
A Wanderer of Dreams

midlothian, VA



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