Kindling

March 2, 2015

Alder smoke passed between
We two, casting sickly haze.
Though you had only seen
Me, I could only be amazed.

A cloud of grey and down
Circling slowly, meandering
Like the King’s final mound-
My love, alas, a fickle thing.

With eyes like burning embers
You wore a hemlock wreath;
But in this dream, remember:
If I be sword, you are sheath.

MSBQ

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2 Responses to “Kindling”


  1. I like your choice of words you are very articulate

  2. MSBQ Says:

    Thanks! I certainly try to be 🙂


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