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In Threes

Such things art writ in threes
Astral projection, the power of suggestion
The whole of infinity,
A violet swan on fire on a crimson lake
Feathers drawn as fine as golden wires
Weaving weathers of the night into the dawning Sun
Emanates unto the risen estate of Light
Stars are falling blue metal-flake
upon:
A gleaming ethereal isle
Of thistle down drifting on a stellar stream
Lost and found wandering forever in a dream
The whole of infinity
Astral projection, the power of suggestion
Such things art writ in threes




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-06-28 at 01:27

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very beautiful. Wonderful imagery :)
2015-06-30