Leaves of Parchment

Leaves of Parchment

A Poem by paleshadeofwhite

Times of old dwindle throughout captured in leaves of parchment sewed individually into bounded Moroccan, Spanish, and Russian Leathers, seeping the smells of old centuries wisdom enclosed.

Taking the mind into the beyond where great stories are forged and fantasies made.

Smells of musk, vanilla, and tobacco fill the air with the sweet hymms of melodies playing from a far.

Dripping wax from candles burnt fall upon parchment, and the taste of whiskey near the crackling of the fire leave one's mind lost between worlds.

The setting of the sun glides down in an array of colors throughout the land, sweeping all that is, all that is known, and all that was, as the crinkle of every page turns.

© 2014 paleshadeofwhite

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Added on December 3, 2014
Last Updated on December 3, 2014




I capture moments in time through poetry; they are drawn from all periods of my distinguished life. The works are blended with mysticism, magick, spirituality, and dramatic style. With vibrant images .. more..