Whispers tiptoe in the wind

Whispers tiptoe in the windOf fortunes yet to comeTempting lost and adrift soulsWith their enchanting humPromises of richesTrick and fool each absent mindBewitched, they follow closelyNot knowing they are blindHushed murmurs slither in the breezeAnd lure them to their deathTheir charming tune grows silentAs they snatch your final breath. -M, Courage. Copyright 2020.

An ocean of contradiction

This pool of blueThis sapphireFound beyond our shoreDestroys and it inspiresI fear and yet adore This immense jewelThis beingLiving lone and wildIt’s waves are freeingYet its current reviled This living soulThis spiritIt wanders like a ghostIt’s shadows often visitAnd haunt along the coast This beating heart This capsuleGathers lost and foundHarbours wisdom and foolTales and secretsContinue reading “An ocean of contradiction”

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