The Great In-Between
"The Great In-Between"
Oh jolle
vision green
shining
black feather-framed
emeralds
spilling over
the mask’s rim
walls fall while
Jericho doors close
lockdown
unravels
like a mind ribbon
travels
through words
swimming in
an ocean like
tadpoles
growing
tales
evolving
through
the singing hooks
in the mouths
of whispering
phantom poets
listening
with the
eyes
and
mind
fingerprinting
tomes
glowing
embers
pages along the path
with a legion
of tall poppies
marching strident
and barefoot
over broken glass
like the leaves
falling
from
tall stories
still standing
stalwart trees
basking with
winged warriors
strange angels
all forest creatures
in Blue Sky’s Light
sometime soon seen
In the Great In-Between
(LadyLabyrinth/ 2021)
"Looking through the looking glass
All that seems won't ever last
Broken glass in every tree
Natural I never see
Slipping through my fingertips, like sand
Slipping through my fingertips, like sand"
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2021
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