Songs of Pale Harvest

the sea will not fail
i tell you, the moon drowns 
and never changes
so let your joy
rise up and take you
become cavernous
become liquid in the sunset
sing songs of pale harvest
songs of rust and water
of a laughter finer than silk
live free; stretch yourself long
past the dawn
says a poet 
beneath a feather tree
of wild moss and lilies
saying prayers 
for the rest of us

6 thoughts on “Songs of Pale Harvest

  1. This is great. You have created that atmosphere inside and out. Your writing shines and glows with real feelings, and experiences. I love how you indulge so many senses with your words by offering a variety of sights, sounds, smells and tastes … just wonderful. Made my boring Saturday night 🙂

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