Sword of Hope
poema de Martin D Angelus
Stone eyes sail
past wintry passages.
Stone eyes glide
along ardent crossroads.
What erry portait
must I conceive?
Dreadful carmine roses
brimstone river streams
Crimson hounds of sapphire
Legion of raven shrill.
Soaring through the night skies
plows the sword of light.
Glimmers of hope
shroud the desolate hearts.
©Martin_D_Angelus
Sword of Hope [2018]
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Beautiful, i enjoy your words.
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