Pine scents and wine are
A forest's promise,
This slight evergreen
laden with memories:
Joy and pain – an
Angel laughing and
Glass, delicate like tears -
And the wisdom of owls.
Between proud limbs
Sparks of light speak hope,
And suddenly two
Thousand years
Seems slight, our stories
Writ, like His, in a tree.
18th December 2016 (E)
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Fragments And Reflections
PoesiPoems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, l...
