Creatures of the Sun
19 January 2018
Winged creature
Hurried into space
Waning face
Withered eyes
It was the toll from the lies
That ran through the Earth
Bridled mirth
Shaking my insides
We finish
What began
The race an emblem of man
Burning to divide
Flaming ride
Across the valleys
Their wings spin
Tales of lore
When we live forever more
Creatures of the sun
Reading of the poem:
Crystal Cave – Dreaming Cooper