Of Bloodless Thorn
So did the poet write on fading dawns
words to float across the pond as swans
white stanza a-dance against blue sky
ivory wings defy the wind and fly.
Dewdrop diamonds hung among tall brush
eerie voices whispering in dusk’s hush
scribble truth upon the shapeless mist
inviting passersby to listening‘s tryst.
Sunset’s solemn setting set ablaze
a look, a touch, a kiss become a craze
soft moons adrift across an age
painted words upon an unread page.
Darkness cannot obscure this light
left dormant on the shelves of night
yellowed corners of crumpled dawn
await silent prick of bloodless thorn.
©4/9/2018
submitted to – New Poems Only – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Emile Pinet
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2018
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