A lost Soul drifts through life
following a path to anywhere
as the sun reflects off the earth,
and winds quiver in the face of
A plum night springs to life in the
eastern sky, the ocean shines black
with frothy ashen waves, and the
moon bathes the earth as it waits
Grief lingers in the shadows of
abandoned twilight; the sun rises
and once again, the wind quivers
in the face of Heaven’s dewdrops.
9 thoughts on “Heaven’s Dewdrops…”
Love the imagery of this poem!
very beautiful imagery ,I love the way it flows..
A nice composition! You are good at covering the five elements of life and connecting these with one’s soul.
Here is one from me which you might like:
Thank you, and I will check it out
I want to let you know that I have nominated you for the Wonderful Member Readership Award
Thank you Richard, this is an honor, your thoughts are appreciated. Ann
You are welcome Ms. Ann
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