The Princess and the Paintbrush

by Aegis   Mar 8, 2019


My ears are abuzz with wood sprites
and water nymphs-

a conclave of mystic beings
too surreal to
articulate.

(But oh!

..how I wish I could draw the way
your lips took the shape of
the crescent moon
on a March
night..)

If only I had brushes,

instead
of
bruised lips.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Vanesa

    I could read a book filled with your poems and always feel the intensity of the words.

    • 4 years ago

      by Aegis

      That means so much to me! I've been working for 4 years almost to get up to 100 poems with the intention of publishing them. Now I have 120+ I think and haven't tried to publish anything:/ I hope to get around to it soon tho. I couldn't have done it without the community on this site and all the wonderful support ??????

  • 5 years ago

    by Zia Mikaela

    excellent!

  • 5 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Beautiful, mystical with vivid images...Congrats on the win!

  • 5 years ago

    by D.

    Fascinatingly evocative poem dude

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