In the gold of alchemist
8 August 2017

Shining lines
Covet lightened shrines
Come hither
We cloak selves
In the gold of alchemist
Leaving copper trail
Trade my faith
Thousand bolts under
Thunder’s call
Tall to wraith
The subdued versions recall
Memories of the fall
September
Will bring me ember
Of moon’s death
Slow sun’s breath
A tale to remake amber
Jaded tiger’s eyes
Reading of poem:

In search – Manish Vyas
The first stanza is instantly compelling
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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