A vast expanse, little threads
Whorls and patterns
Shiny black butterflies
Scattered over sand
Forming seemingly random designs
Open wings, spread halves
Cracked opalescent innards
Shades of azure
Far deeper than the ocean
From which they came
Stepping closer, treading into foam
The softer shades of blue
Reveal piles of shards
A graveyard of the ones
Never broken open
4 comments:
This is exquisite. I found your blog through Deb at Talk at the Table, so, so happy I did!
Laura - Thank you!
A beautiful poem!
Beautiful expression Misha x
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