Transfixed

The bird-song chirrups

through tenuous trees

Tales of winter approaching

Tending to deepened slumber

till time, too, passes over

They stand bold to their cumber

Trusting on summers wonder

RS Hibdon (Angel Monk)

Jun 2018

Life growing from the roots of the trees

Pushed to the brink by the fog that shields it's leaves

Lost in the darkness is the meaning it holds

Hidden behind diminished light is the stories it has told

Still life exist and continues to grow

Regardless of the heaviness surrounding it's flow

No amount of dreariness, darkness or plight

Can stop the growth of Gods beauty or the strength of its life

Sombras que se entretejen

Laberinto de rayos flotantes

Una noche nueva

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Shadows that intertwine with each other

Labyrinth of floating rays

A new night

Copyright: R. Quispe-Agnoli (June 26, 2018)

Creeping

Creeping in the shadows ere the night will be,

Breath of the wild creatures in the mist I see.

Gather ye in safety for the night wing a vision comes,

Haunting illusions, screams cast that would scare you numb.

Left and right, o’er and under the specters twist,

Make haste my beauties afore the snake’s deadly hiss.

Run. Just run. Stop not, till the sun will rise,

Look cautiously a wee bit of dancin’, will greet the eyes.

© Cynthia Clark