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
https://steemit.com/poetry/@thinkhappy/the-breath-of-life
The Breath of Life short poetry writting
@thinkhappy I will have a look! thanks for sharing.
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@tokyoin... awe you are making me blush!