[CLOSED] - Poets Pub 2020 - Biggest Competition Ever Vol. 2

Seeking Sunrise (AwSprite) wk-7

Seeking Sunrise

A sunrise of dreams curdling into tears

Of tattered hopes, cascading down my

Gown of streaming silk in silence. An

Image once beautiful, in an archway of

The past, cast in gloom of brimming

Rainfall, upon my painted cheekbones.

Youthful joy cresting softly unrealized

Illusions, sheltered by shade near-by, as

I rode through woodlands to the melody

Of birdsong and chiming hooves.

Curving cornfields of golden wheat, a

Background untarnished. To live and

To ride, to canter with the scent of wild

Mint in the air. To race against the

Telling ticking clock. Arcing lithe limbs

Over fences, the rush of the sailing wind

Feeling weightless. Shattering into

Cherishing memories, showering

Haunting days of malady from a single

Hour of verity. Dancing on the edge of

The night, sleepless and longing,

Emotion unspent welling in tiresome

Pools. My heart a restless sea of

Grieving depths, lost in climbing

Anguish; where my forlorn fingertips

Began wandering to pen and paper.

Bleeding ink birthing dreams of navy

Hills, growing into the warmth of

Familiar meadows striving for my

Sunrise reborn anew.