my sunday poem … # 8
This poem was inspired through many things. Myths & legends of old. Pop culture. Art. Being young and foolish. All those things and more.
the lady & the swan
velvet jewel of twilight
crimson lake of dawn
shimmer in the waters
a silver swan is born
silent wings of silver
o’er the waters cold
far beyond the west wind
there lies a sea of gold
lady of the morning
hair of golden sun
lady of the blue dawn
tears that sadly run
eyes that watch the water
rippling in jest
softly moving breezes
thoughts that feel no rest
ruby red the sunglow
crystal wings that fly
palace of the white swan
glimmering on high
lady in the moonshine
silent in her song
dreams of golden gardens
visions made of stone
