Strange

It was strange 

these voices as they came 

I tried to set beyond them

tried to let myself go numb

and almost free

But it was strange

digging into each deeper shell 

the ocean with its eyes that swelled

into reasons unprofessed

It was strange

as if to hold an entirety

in bold unbroken solitude

Stranger than I’d known

a charm crept gently over my graves 

sun flowering into the amusing afternoons

I walked in forests ill conceived

spoke to god's myopic angels

as if I knew somehow

each day would end

It took me where the winter grew

and blessed my lips in water

held me in the rocks and snow

making love with restful memory 

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

why are there no words for the understanding that strangeness seeks? I still think I hear the faintness of whispers in the midnight but dawn peeks out and just the sweat of silence remains...no words

[Perdition]

Well, actually there are, it's just that I took them all and buried them in an undisclosed forest just north of ... Ewwww you almost had me giving up the location. My plan is to bow them back and release them to the ether, let them fall where they will so watch your ears cause it might just get loud ;) Thanks "strangeness"..no words~