Revival

by Gracy Judith   Aug 21, 2020


The day morphs, takes its bow

twilight bleeds crimson
like embers on the hearth

the pallid moon peeks
from beneath a shroud of sombre clouds

old bones ignite
my pen rises from deep slumber
I rummage through the pockets of my mind
You see, there's a dead poem
I need to bring back to life

before the night is burnt to ashes
at the start of dawn

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  • 4 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    There's so much yearning in this write with feelings of hope...and I hope this love revives..nicely penned, take care ~

  • 4 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I think as it was posted last week, the site won't allow the nomination as it's now a new judging week. Anyway, that doesn't detract from the piece

  • 4 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I'LL nominate this piece later when my votes are 'recharged'. Wonderful, descriptive work.

    • 4 years ago

      by Gracy Judith

      Glad you liked this piece Ben. Thank you for your feedback...means a lot.

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