Hanging in my childish dreams like spiderweds between eyelashes
- A world of scary colord figures
Density embraces me as i enter the endless wild flora of imagination
Drops of heavy heaven floods singularly sliding from branch to branch
A wild roar echoing in ancient barks – telling stories of a lost creature
Overgrown with ivy orchards, it hides beneath the moisty petals
Longing for the beams of sunlight – to touch it
Where the firy heart burns in memory of eons
Pulsing needs rushing through brushwood -
Chasing the smell of another lifes beating
Followed by paw steps hidden in earthly floor work
I have meant to find it, stroke its clawed back
But blood made tiny knots in my fingers endavour
copyright (c) 2013 by franziska dirnberger
Franza–this is just beautiful!
oh thanks…although it dosent sing to me yet..
Oh, but so much of it does
A wild roar echoing in ancient barks – telling stories of a lost creature– I love your vividness
oh thanks…how are you?
How is the writing going?
wish you a wonderful week.
franza