Round The Mysty Dawn

S.I. Sheehan
Author: S.I. Sheehan
Word Count: 117
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Out of the twilight gloaming
I wander, thin and frail.
Sore and sorrow filled,
I seek something I can
Not find. Sad rememberer,
Lingering thought of yestertime,
Sidhe it is, I knew, me, you, always.
My dreams are fragile. Walk softly.
Fae, loved ones, gathering round the
Mysty dawn. I hear you, but cannot touch
You. Hunger fills me as I move.
And I still have hope that you will
Find me. Love, shadow, memory.
Poet, warrior, friend and foe.
Lover. Be merciful to me,
A sinner…..

Text created by Susan Isabella Sheehan
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Round The Mysty Dawn

Flowing In My Stream Of Consciousness…..

Round The Mysty Dawn belongs to the following groups:

1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Bits and Pieces , End Times, Practising the Dark Arts and Writers' Market
  • Sally Omar

    Sally Omar, about 1 month ago

    Awesome writing…Sally xxoo

  • Enivea

    Enivea, about 1 month ago

    You are the voice for many….......thank you Susan.

  • Druidstorm

    Druidstorm, about 1 month ago

    To be found is to some “Freedom!” Fly Susan! Magikal words my friend!!!...)o(

  • Gregory John O'Flaherty

    Gregory John O..., about 1 month ago

    wonderful Susan

  • Warrior

    Warrior, about 1 month ago

    wonderful !!

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