I search amongst the trees.
Hollow voices, rusting chimes
haunt my thoughts beneath.
Shadows bared by waters of black
reveal a conscience frayed.
Silken hope, luminous,
I depart to its embrace.
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Categories: Poetry by Phoebe
Poetry by Phoebe
Hi, its been a while. I hope you an Sam are doing fine?
I’ll surely love to read your inspiring words soon.
cheers.
It has been a while, hasn’t it? It must be because I’ve been busy…and Samantha…well, she declines to help me out by blogging for me! 😉