Uncoiling

smoldering tears well
 
stinging grievous rain
as quietus quells chaos
 
composing in prose
of a melting maiden’s mien
 
to drown in throes of discord
and dreams sown stoic
of woeful implore
 
e’er whorling
like galaxies bereaved of light anew

Author: Max Meunier

Feminist. Ailurophile. Musician. Poet. Human.

9 thoughts on “Uncoiling”

      1. I’m flattered! English isn’t even my first language, although it’s so familiar, I don’t much think of it as a foreign language anymore. Technically though, it is. Thank you Max for your kind words. Hope to see more from you soon on SD.

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