Chant of thunder, orchestra of wind,
a breath of heart’s unrest.
Lightening flash in half moon’s glow
unearths laments repressed.
Raindropped streams upon her face
masking moistened eyes,
lead her gently by zephyr’s call
into awaiting skies.
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Categories: All Poetry, Death & Loss, Poetry by Phoebe
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Having ranted randomly already, this is probably being misfiled….
Certainly a way with words!
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I so love this
Hamlet is one of my favourite plays of all time! Your poem is so stunning and perfect for the tragic Ophelia, I loved it 🙂 Thank you so much for stopping by and liking my posts! I am a big fan of you and your blog and your likes made my day 🙂
Thank you! I love your blog too! 🙂