Sunday, December 1, 2013

Wings

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from Magpie Tales

Wings unfurl, then fold again,
A blossom opens to sudden sunlight
Its petals fall one by one,
Sundered by the season.

But this angelic dream lives on in
floating mists of memory that flash
intermittent but constant.

Her red lips mirror the images aloft
Her eyes see beyond the pale sky's
shimmering response.

© Gerry at Strummed Words

5 comments:

kaykuala said...

An angelic dream that fosters on leading to great memories. Wonderful write Gerry!

Hank

Helen said...

.. floating mists of memory' ~~ how lovely.

Lady In Read said...

i loved the phrase 'floating mists of memory'

Tess Kincaid said...

Sundered us such a great word...nice write...

Jerry E Beuterbaugh said...

I hope you-all will have a very happy, happy, happy New Year!