Fathom of Light
Transparent of darkness
touched only briefly
state of lonely madness
disfigured shadows
bowed moonlight
mastering feats
of fathom light
Plant feet deep unto the bright
that are traveled in sweeping dust
more reluctant butterfly
of the echoes of the night
I have begged to fly
into the bittersweet mist
misty future to forsake
floating unseen
in the stormy streets
I preferred to stare
to the future
bury my eyes
from the nonchalance
of living things
that face others
in the living seas
Thoughts that never left
a simply poet like me
calling mysteries to explore
holding on to answers
with all my heart
in the fathom light
Brooke Dylan 2014
Copyright © Brooke Dylan | Year Posted 2014
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