Friday, May 01, 2009

Rumpled Sheets

On the wings of veiled dreams 
I glide into a new day.
Sunlight, streams through
pregnant apple blossoms,
Golden shafts of light
flutter upon
these rumpled sheets
that held us, 
through a stormy and ebony night ~
our amniotic sac,
the colour of golden wheat,
and scented with the sweet, earthiness
of life forged in eksatis.

Poetry Credit: Roxanne Galpin


Tabitha@ichoosebliss said...

You are such a gifted writer. :)

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