Tippy Toes Holding Tight, Love's Rail

Of warm tiny tears; twas a long night....
Baby swept away amid taunting gray as grim
Photographic images their dreamscapes montrous
Montage bold yet cold, this shivering plight: black pearls
Coloured stones mortified his mosaic an albatros in timeless gales
Insidious insomnia; insolent's ancient anthology spreading wide these wings
Posed a verse her phantom's hearse Pompeii ? Whispering winds awaken the child....
Leviathan's leprechaun: sprinkling magical dust baleful skies prophetic life: tender tides reaching high.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Gruhn Avatar
June 7, 2014 at 9:02 PM
Now, Jerry, this is DEFINITELY worth puking over! ;)))
Chircop Avatar
June 7, 2014 at 4:04 PM
That magical dust ...My inner child yearns for it's sprinkled glitter...Lovely poem John
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June 7, 2014 at 10:56 AM
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