Tonight, a poem by Snoweyes


Abandoned Gold-
Originally uploaded by snoweyes.
He walked to the edge of the wood
His feet hastened but steady
In gleaming shadow of mood
There lit beyond lengthy vine grew
The heart of the earth
From him to you.

Paint dripped fingers
Dark blue cream
Reach'd extended away,
Fully grasped sequential delivered
Yet meaningfully gleamingly
Squandered for play.

"Why do you fall when I held you so dear,"
'Twas earth who asked floating in whispers
So sweet were the tones
Entranced loving minds
In the hollow ghost cage's vespers!

His eyes searched in and over the hill
Colored vibrant behind snow white towers
Rested the feather
Blown from toe to shoulder
Barefoot and gloaning in flowers.

"I knew all of your dreams, The way that you laughed",
Said he, humbly withdrawing forward;
"To see such a truth
In such a true path
Brings an end to an end"
As he lovingly gracefully lowered.

Light had grown dim at the edge of the wood
Moonbeams knew not of these places
Where vines ghostly dance
With chalk fairies covered
Fevered unbound
His heart's most natural graces.

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