Moving away into the golden light of the gods, the sun shatters into a million pieces empty of deities and into darkness I fall Shifting into a landscape, a millennium that is cold and godless and new. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Against the Dark Blue Sea [poem #299]
Here is a short poem about the sea, “Holding down the sinking sun…”
Wandering Skies (poem #298)
Wandering skies pleasantly lift and fluff clouds that whisp and float like sails in the wind. Candy floss thick and inking pink as the sun licks the softness disappearing into the horizon. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Sinking Low, Belly Up (poem #297)
Sinking low, belly up the body bloated crimson and gold the sun rests on the waves of the ocean, only to be swallowed up as the stars begin to brighten and shine above in the growing darkness. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Voices (poem #296)
Wandering voices softly land on ears, sinking deep until penetrating the mind, the dreams of children, inspiring disturbing fantasies of loss and death. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina