Breezes coddle feathers fly over ocean waves,
Psalms wrought her wings glide along old Polo’s route
‘Til tides not ebbed wrack the rocks at lighthouse gate
Comes her Knock
Still deludes, for yet yields not relentless night
A fool, has no deter comes seeking Ponce’s dream
And to snare, for selfish shadows eclipse her shine.
Black-turned moon returns her fear’s way home.
7 Replies to “What Tangled Web”
Buenas noches Jeff, sonrisa…. Muchas gracias 4 stopping by my blog and viewing my Books poetry and 4 leaving such an amazing comment, sonrisa… I also want 2 say that ur work is brillant!!! You are awesomely Talented, and I greatly look 4wrd 2 reading mucho more mi amigo, sonrisa….
I liked this one … so vivid and textured with reality… Thanks for sharing…
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there is nothing more painful than rejection ….great write thank you x
What a tangled web we weave indeed, great verse.
Enchanting. I think this can be read on several levels. The pain of being turned away is almost universal, something most of us have or will experience.
How very sad and disappointing for her. Love the images you used to tell her tale
really like the inclusion of the explorer…that to me is the essence of the relationship…but then when you arrive and are turned away…shunned…it stings..hard…