The Sword of Stars

beige analog gauge
Photo by Ylanite Koppens on

The dropping of the daylight in the West

All that was left of them

While horse and hero fell

Skirting the churchyard walls, my stomach busy

Mighty fly our lives like paper kites

My city takes me dancing through the city of walls

They accuse me of absence, they circle me.

And his brother waiting on the shore

A healing star

among the wounded

a yellow sunrise

to the dying.

macro photography of grass with water dew
Photo by Elias Tigiser on


After  A Tennyson, Browning, J Weir, I Dharker, C Rumens, B Garland


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