Chalice of the Void

Sensuous yet apocryphal

Vivid dreams of spasmodic swirls
Swarms my horrid thoughts
Of green acres passed by
Under black clouds of impending doom
Gloom the air of inhaled mist
Pierced only by the bright stars
Of outlandish hopes in an alien landscape
Closed by minds of ignorant others
Sucking the elixir of life 
From a majestic planet to be
Embraced by technology and 
the onslaught of awaited change
To carry it by for the eons to come
Can whispers ring true?

Reviews

[Ana B.]

Marvelous piece with a deep meaning. Brilliant work and ideas.....it think the whispers are the only ones that ring the truth :)

[Michael Rize]

Thank you so much. You inspire me to post more.

[Charlotte e.e. Griffith..]

This is absolutely beautiful. Incredible word use. So beautiful.

[Michael Rize]

Thanks, Charlotte. I really appreciate your comment.