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Stealing Light

  At night I clamor 
stealing shadows
echoed in moon's song
 
awake
stitching blue threads
streaking pale light
into
indigo brow
gliding
wisdom
 
falling stars light path
as silence kills
enthusiasm
I glide into yellow
Van Gogh
with my lucky rabbit's foot.
 


© Ella Wilson

Comments

Magaly Guerrero said…
If this had been any more beautiful, Ella, I would have probably cry. And no, it's not because I love owls (my Little Princess' latest obsession). It's the magic your poem brings into their being and into what we imagine they do. ♥
April 28, 2015 at 11:51 PM
Alex J. Cavanaugh said…
Rabbit's foot brought somebody luck!
April 29, 2015 at 7:55 AM
Hannah said…
I love the colors included and the lucky talismans beautiful stitching with blue! :)
April 29, 2015 at 8:09 AM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
"stealing shadows echoed in the moon's song." Wow! Such beautiful writing.
April 29, 2015 at 8:33 AM
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