Photo prompt response to Crimson’s Creative Challenge #69
Word count: 101.
As though the sleep mist has trembled in my hands
In the distant overflows of shadows,
Descending in lament,
These shadows of our lament;
We walk into the light,
We walk to drown in celestial darkness,
Our nourishing gardens
In chrome-like bowls of red dirt and dust;
Stones erect in the mirage
With light traveling to discover
What our hands have made
As the dawn preys upon
The rocky birth in spectral lighting
Conquering in the exile of a gradual wind,
The rhythmic blood
Beating on your cold skin;
The reconstruction of blustering beauty
Before us in dreams weβve never had.
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16 responses to “Dreams we’ve never had.”
Absolutely in love with this offering thanks for sharing xo
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Thank you so much. I am so glad you enjoyed it. β€οΈ
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Amazing.
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Love this imaginative piece, so beautifully written π
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Thank you so much! π
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Wow, Lucy! This is a poem is a jewel! I love your works!
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Thank you so so much! β€οΈπ
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
MAYBE SOME DAY…
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work is so much nicer with graphics, great poem, great pic.
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Thank you so much! π I can’t take credit for the photo, though. That belongs to Crispina Kemp who holds the Crimson’s Creative Challenge each week.
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