SuziCate's Musings

Archive for October, 2012

Lilies Of The Toad

Velvet imposter

Reigns upon the royal throne

Final word of fall

Echo

Sparkle and reflect,

Liquid diamond surrounding

The bare dock of life

Where to go from here?

Saddled up and ready to ride,

Reins to pull, but no feet to guide

Kind of like a lump on a log,

Heart on the table and head in a fog

Wood splintered, buckles worn

Rope frayed, leather torn

Drinking in a colorful breeze,

Slipping into autumn’s ease

Open country, endless skies

One must soar until he dies

Ascension

Fragile angel wings

Rain-splattered against the bush

Lifting for the light

Torn

Circle is broken

Ripped open, thrust from the womb

Beginning the end

Rendezvous

Where age and grace meet

Splintered wood and rusty nails

Secrets are no more

To Be Noticed

 

Simple blush of life,

Fresh and moist as morning dew

Whispers I am here

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