Of Ink
Tattooed upon a face of ink
Like leaves of passionate light
Drifting far
........... below
Beneath an indigo Night
Waves like a hand filled
With texts of pale stars
Impervious torches composed of:
Ancient fires flickering tongues of:
That which must remain Unsaid
Expressions will write this rite:
All Seeing, Not what one may think
Tattooed upon a face of Ink. . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-12-17 at 21:03
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