Winter

Gliding in the recesses of night 

Shots of fire align like seething embers reflected in glowering eyes

Black glimmering cloak that held me so tight

Flesh woven from stars I am rooted to the ancient earth

Transparent veins that crawl deep within the dirt

I am led into a mass of ivy leaves 

where these lucid thoughts i had conceived 

formed blooming fragments of a disintegrating mind

trailed away like ribbons fading into the sky  

Reviews

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A nice prestigious write! Thanks for sharing--Ash

[JC]

quite a collective of visions here, like a Geiger painting, deep rich and dark.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this has so many possibilities...
someone reaching the winter of life...nothing but nightfall, darkness, forgetting, fading into the sky...
but i also so a homeless person getting warm by garbage can with a fire....the mind disintegrating, but moreso the hope disintegrating...ribbons on packages containing what life used to be when there was money, status, success.
but now, just a mass of ivy leaves soaked in winter's skin.