Crows of the Common Senses

That amphibian skinned day
in time will soften to cotton
perhaps even a strand of silk 
with love forever entwined.

The heart pond filled with nibbling ghouls.
In time will turn to whispers of silky soothe.
Dear just hold on for another moment.
Nothing can soil a heart forever.
Not even a cluster of thunder or village fool.

That angel mind, pecked by crimson crows.
Cawing that same worn song.
"Where did it all go...go...go......go"
Just hold on for yet another moment.
All the haunt and hurt will turn to blue bird mist.
Chirping "it never left you dear one.
It was there all along". 
You never were really left alone".

Those horrible things coming from the mouth of fear
in time will turn to flowers on golden glade...
the honorable seed takes time to blossom
and never chain stem and petal 
to the burning vase of mundane

That off taste in the goblet 
will turn to something needed.
Something far beyond sweetened
Just hold onto the chain of hopeful moments
for infinity if need be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Marcum Wong Avatar
May 30, 2016 at 1:15 AM
I forgot to mention that I went to enter your contest and found I was too late. Darn! I posted it anyway. I thought I had more time. Sorry. I am enjoying reading your winner's list. ; )
Marcum Wong Avatar
May 30, 2016 at 1:00 AM
This is not only beautiful Anthony, but brilliant! This is the kind of poetry I come here to read. Awesone! A fave! #7. ; )
Misra Avatar
May 30, 2016 at 12:32 AM
And here is hope ..."just hold onto the chain of moments for infinity if need be" .... I loved the poem and the positivity. Thanks for sharing, Anthony. ~karam~
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