Beyound the Night

Panoramic became the view while death it's call ?
Walls broken by time and now ruins aneath these feet
What was once tangible or so this seemed; proved but a breath
Transcending their dreams ? Anxious spirits with distant eyes
Bought to sell an alibi; reminiscing skies in slivers of light: beams her love
Which shined so bright; hearts as laughter's, once upon their tithes....
Blue these nights where tears they break, into colourful prisms about, poetics wake
A canvas vast the cloth yet vague; it's borders centre his sweeping brush of cardinal red
Crimson hues thus mingled with ash ? Dividing lines which seperate what was from this that is
Bone white askew her skeletal key; fingertips tracing his palette unlocking time's box aside
Candlelit dreams but abstract shards be all we see ? Silhouetted reflections piercing images, in you as me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Ioane Avatar
March 31, 2014 at 7:38 AM
Such enigmatic imageries, rich and indepth. Some (meanings) evades me but as you are describing 'beyound the night' not everything is supposed to be easily visible. Great write.
Kendrick Avatar
March 31, 2014 at 7:17 AM
Interesting work about death and maybe a ghost tale about lovers?..I noticed the spelling of words like the Old English?Thanks for the visit to my page..Your comments were appreciated..Sara
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