March 5, 2015

Strangers

Fog-road by ~Tywele



~ The light trickles down into shadows
      Clouds spread paper thin.
              Over the trees hangs tender Venus,
               lady of the night and morning.
          But I know her well.

We are strangers no more.

~ The snow melts away into life
     Forgotten things growing new.
                  Through the dirt peeps the flowers,
              heralds of the sunlit moths.
               But I know them well.

We are strangers no more.

         ~ The morning slowly remembers how to sing
      chickadees and sparrows rejoicing,
       They fly fearless into the dawn,
      brothers and champions.
       But I know them well.

We are strangers no more.


xoxo




12 comments:

  1. *barfs the rainbow all over your shoes*

    This is gorgeous. <3

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  2. I love the second to last stanza. :)

    xoxo Morning

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    1. Thank you, Morning! I'm so glad. :-D

      xoxo

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  3. Nice work :)

    Sammie
    sammiethestargirl.blogspot.com

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  4. Oh, Adelaide. How do you write poetry this beautiful!? Seriously!

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  5. This is breathtaking! Love love love love it! <3

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  6. i have no words to describe this piece of flawlessness ♡

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be kind.

xx