Poetry Series #46: Untitled
Pure serection plays the muscles
of a blood colored?
Cousin that perserveres paths,
with its fuming conduct.
Behind the moonlight evening like clay
the thick lady
flows in the self-assured
morning
This negligent wheatfield and relinquishing miracle loathes me.
With it's myriad veins like eyelids and breath.
Thoughtful poetry @donaldtrumpfan. keep it up!
@donaldtrumpfan - A materful description of the blood coursing in our veins. The concept of 'preserving paths with fuming conduct' is something that made me pause and think. Even in life, it is the conduct that sets paths for others to follow.
Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem. Upvoted full through steemfollower
Regards,
@vm2904
I Really like your Poetry
very nice:)
Amazing thoughts Donald. Loved it. Regards Nainaz.
#thealliance
i like it