A poem in honor of the cold winter first day of 2018 by ThePrintupList
STORY
Short in life a hawks wing flys
Landing slowly upon my own demise
A withering arch of a tomb of thought
Echo fever of a mind so taught
Pause
My head turn -
pause again to see
Pain is gone but atlas is me
Sands fade down a hallow glide
d
o
w
n
goodnight
Awake in sleep wonderful woke
A node to earfuls though abode
Sun beams across sphynx eye
Blind me twice
twice
in time
Still again today is born
Begin again tomorrows scorn
The Breath of Life short poetry writtinghttps://steemit.com/poetry/@thinkhappy/the-breath-of-life
@thinkhappy I will have a look! thanks for sharing.
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@tokyoin... awe you are making me blush!