Burn it in the cold

Burn it in the cold

28 July 2015

burn it by Kleber Paolucci photoshopcreative co uk
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The night died today

Wasted in rise of morning

As the raven sighs

 

Grass scorched in the sun

Breathes off night’s delicate touch

As it lights and churns

 

The nightingales weep

For pallor of their slight wings

Shine not through morrows

 

Take this wheezing chest

And while it shivers and throbs

Burn it in the cold

burn it ravens_flight_by_jayderosalie thewitcontinuum wordpress com
Courtesy Jayderosalie on deviantart.com

Angels don’t walk Earth

Angels don’t walk Earth

28 July 2015

  

Evening expands

Its mantle shade for all souls

Some darkness, some light

 

The moon rises slow

In inky horizon stares

At my downcast face

 

A flutter nearby

Responding to twist in chest

Angels don’t walk Earth

 

Skies dark split open

Gathering essence of me

As it gushes forth

 

Night sleeps in my heart

That beats so slight to wane tunes

Ice cold and withered

angel_of_mercy_by_rachelannette-d36afve
Courtesy Rachel Annette on deviantart.com