Blue river fiercely
Combed; bloomed,
Through wind, awakening cold ash.
In the frail honey surf
Arching
Warbling yellow trodden ages, roads;
Water gushing, stranded sun
Upon
Me; and I, I am dizzy with
Light. With the humming wind,
Shadows
Tremble in ghost shores; shaky with
A breath. One breath—sea light
You’re
Shifting, lying down— unwrapped, despoiled
Smoke presuming at dusk
Coldly
Straying in a steeped extinction
Of shadows; the stones cut
Water
As seeds fall beyond faint darkness.
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18 responses to “Shadows tremble in ghost shores.”
Beautiful. I love the flow of this.
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Thank you so much! 😊
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🙂❄❄
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WOW, impressive.
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Thank you! 😀
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Most welcome! 🙂
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❤
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This has a lovely flow to it. Beautifully penned.
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Thank you so much. ❤️
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My pleasure! 😉
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🙂
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your poetry is so lyrical. as a matter of fact i think this would make for awesome lyrics to a gothic/death metal song with alternated growling vocals & operatic singing. \m/
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Oh, wow! Thank you so much. 😀
That’s funny you think that because of two things. One being that I do listen to some songs with those genres, and two, for the sixth stanza, I did have the Pixies in mind, particularly “The Sad Punk”.
Anyway, thank you again for your kind comment!
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you’re very welcome!
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Beautiful 😍
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Thank you. ❤️
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Pleasure is mine 😊
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