Friday, June 29, 2012

In two voices

A serenade with Poppy Silver


Fell from the silence that is heard

Drop me into the dream below

We live as we breathe when we sleep

 

Skin is not bulletproof as a soul leaves quick

Burns it shape in the rising sun

And the hearts that we touch and share

 

Seeking shelter on the wrong side

Living on the tracks in the cover of a breeze

Giving up something you don't know

 

A simple pleasure

Written in smoke

A pen cast from stone

Ink blessed with rivers

And a change

Carried on the thoughts

Of a myriad of silken cries

Growing restless

In the crowd 

Lost 

A soul searching for questions

Setting free

Making the world better

 

A sombre dance

Holding hands

Away from warm sands

 

Sunsets shall never fade

Placed inside the transcending 

Deserts are quenched through love that remains

 

Only words can heal the heart in times of constant rain

And there will be days to gather

In the time of a worn lost smile

 

Away from sin

A chance to live

Through flame new life begins 

 

In the blue it begins

 

A crooked path becomes a straight avenue

When innocence is reborn

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

A chance to allow a tear to roll upwards, maybe kiss a cloud on the way to rebirth xoxo

Desert Dreamer said...

Wow! I am speechless at the moment. This is amazing writing! Somehow it makes me feel like crying, so much emotional depth. :)