Conjure caught in my hands
promise remembered (in the shadowlands)
Masks down 4 fraction/bless/endless spell
time serves, sirens fell
running through fields of gold
Mercy has two wings (I am told).
sandblasted rationalized
Embraced when it feels cold
it slips through my fingers
this invisible gold
Everyday by heyday come walkthisway
Incarcerate images that I do not yet understand.
lying beneath the stars stunning moon
merciful prairie cloaks her humans
chances
Midnight In The Land Of Dreams
Abstract poetry, make of this what you like
Antanas, 2 months ago
beautiful written
Trish Cooper, 2 months ago
WOW…..you had me from the first line to the last….wonderfully written…...I have read this three times and each time something new reached out and caught my attention…..:)) xoxoxo
juice, 2 months ago
Sensational Silvia…I absolutely adore your words…’merciful prairie cloaks her humans chances’...
more please
Metamorphosis, 2 months ago
incredible imagery… brilliantly written…
Helene Kippert, 2 months ago
I love the line
it slips through my fingers
this invisible gold
Great work Silvia
iCandor, 2 months ago
Here’s my ultimate abstract comment Silvia:
Frumba carumba soc foolamba mac kidooroo. Tenka boolenga kada renku assu gourmeke doj fismeka noo.
Make what you will of it! But my simple translation would be: beau tiful.
butchart, 2 months ago
indeed mercy is a fleeting dream sometimes…. and it is much more valuable than gold… if only more of us would see it that way… senseless acts of brutality would become random acts of kindness….....b
Silvia Manuela, 2 months ago
Thankyou for your wonderful, inspirational supportive feedback: Antanas, Trish Cooper, Jewels Smith, Metamorphosis, Helene Kippert, Vasile (ICandor), and b (butchart). You are all extraordinary creative artists and writers, so I am in great company! :))