New season. New chapter. -29th September 2015.




New season.

The peach clouds seduce
this spring - and like bleach
the violet era prevails
the sky at dusk.
Calling out disdain when
I fail the shadows
that dye our silver lining.
Ferocity of the impartial
climbs the minds,
rendering false memory.
The scars in the sky reminds
us of the pain of Winter,
And all those hours missed.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2015-09-29 at 19:09

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This piece etches its way into you. Very good.
2015-10-05


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
You paint vividly of the dawning and awakening from the lost hours of winter I sense an allegory here.
2015-09-29