Karmic Tango -6
Truth's scrapings collected
from illusion's cauldron
haunt the meanderer
as transition fights its battle.
Night serves as mirror's
dark side as a ranibow
is peeled off layer after layer
to find only nothingness.
Within the driftwood
conscience finds
the broken strings
that alienated the muse .
Mended with time
the echoes recuperate
with the passing shadows
as a path is washed with whiteness.
Sandra Martyres
Another piece that leaves the reader amazed...great penning especially the final stanza
Another piece that leaves the reader amazed...great penning especially the final stanza
Philip
Never alienate your Muse .....Nurture her with ALL your LOVE Philip
Never alienate your Muse .....Nurture her with ALL your LOVE Philip
Fay Slimm
A flight of wistfulness invades the first part of this intriguing piece Niks but the final stanza washes with positive most that has gone before. Your work always leaves readers with wanting more.
A flight of wistfulness invades the first part of this intriguing piece Niks but the final stanza washes with positive most that has gone before. Your work always leaves readers with wanting more.
How very beautiful with wonderful imagery. Fantastic. This is impressive with its depth, yet seeming dainty footsteps, so delightful and thought-provoking, an elusive pleasure. Too lovely.