Runelore

by FTS Miles   Feb 28, 2005


Spellbinding are the cinders of abolished
moments that can be summoned
by a simple spark of scribed pathos,
glyphs of loss and heartache,
sigils of joy and completion,
so many ancient fires lost but in
the whispers tears embraces
enruned upon my aching spirit
and but awaiting the proper flint
of incantation to ignite a catharsis
blaze of tearful contemplation,
or fuel a Light again from ash.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Dorotea©

    Totally beautiful and so different. Loved it, 5/5 and nothing less.
    SatuzKa
    p.s please check out my poem Lady Isadora the Fair if you have the time, thanx

  • 19 years ago

    by Bret Higgins

    Sounds like you enjoy it as much as I do, mate.

    Bert