Photo Friday: Rough...

There is no rough road that can stop us.



Mover and Shaker

He walked a journey that flattened the lands
with a frivolous continuality
    and an upending stance --

    Let me paint you from within
    and fill the drifting shapes of empty dreams

    A reddening twilight that touched the sea
    in shades where blackbirds wake the dawn

He swept aside a thousand pathways there
'til darkness in dusk were all gone

Staring to the radiance of what's to come
He sank into the clouds, he then float

Still into the echoes he sailed the wind
Erasing all doubts and soulless cries

Madness aflamed began to fly away
He brought rest to give strength to rise.

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note: sorry if this is a repost from an old entry for a defunct b&w challenge group..
i havent written any poems in a while.. and this one that i wrote more than two years ago just brings back memories..