Spellbound Sky
A poem of the Earth within your eyes
Eternal winter snowflake smiles and ghost town eyes looking into the wilderness of a mind unraveling 11-dimensional yarn tattered cornfields twist as Ariadne sleeps in the meadowlands of a new kiss. Did you forget to tend the fire? Did you forget to say goodbye? Did you forget I loved you, when you left, sweeping mist of the desolate night? I would have stopped the oceans from washing away our sandcastle future’s palavered but never built but it was blurry like quantum fields in the place, before time started and I could have warned you of the wolves, but home is rotten wood and Yellowstone went dark as geysers shot upwards toward the stars, looking for new hope. I waited, you know I did, an old man with a volcanic heart hands trembling of mountainous time waiting for the world to try again with you in my arms our lips touching finding their self-made atlas, at last.
© Bradley J Nordell 2021
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