Darkened skies hold my dreams
in long distant seams
Howling a song
Highlighted by neon beams
As moonlit grass cuts my fingers
Soft morning frost lingers
On the tips
That green blade pricks
My feet are loud
Calling to every hiding hound
But my wings broke free.
I'm on a running spree
To the up high
Where adventure is nigh
The stars though clandestine
Glitter like a goldmine
In tones of white and blue
They break cracks impossible to glue
So I squeeze through
With no clue
To what's next
I can only hope for the best
But it's time—
This darkened night is sublime
Before the morning light hits
I'll follow my heart beats
YOU ARE READING
Still Wishing
Poetry- C o m p l e t e d - Started on the 23. 02. 19 Completed on the 27. 05. 19 DEEP poems And others not so deep. Hope you like them. They get better as you read. #6 quickread || 02. 01. 2019 #262 short || 16. 01. 2019 #2 anythingreally || 23. 02...
