poetry critical

online poetry workshop


This is the world. There is no other.
This is the Law of the stars,
and the humility of night-
The red veins in the ivy,
the metaphor of sleep's ocean-
We will live forever,
like youthful children
kissing golden goblets,
enraptured in the hollows of each other's dream.
You are the flesh of my soul, as I was borne
out of your body.
Eternity is a state of mind.

22 Sep 10

(define the words in this poem)

Add A Comment:
Enter the following text to post as unknown: captcha