Saviours

Saviours

A Poem by Robin
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c'est l'ironie

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c'est l'ironie 
of daydreams and  long lines 
of promises and impatience 
of distant faces and shuffling feet 
of saints, and delicate patience  
of sinking ships and striking gold 
obscure maps and a scryptic star 
of secrets and survival 
of age and lost memories  
of luck and the scent of candles 
restless eyes and sleepless nights
of gloss winged ravens and writing desks 
unwritten pages awash in the rain 
of dreams 
and saviors 
copyright 2013 Robin Amaral

© 2013 Robin


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"of luck and the scent of candles

restless eyes and sleepless nights

of gloss winged ravens and writing desks

unwritten pages awash in the rain

of dreams

and saviors "~ Wouldn't it be lovely to encapsulate such dreams?... This is stunning, Robin.~xoxo~:)




Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"of luck and the scent of candles

restless eyes and sleepless nights

of gloss winged ravens and writing desks

unwritten pages awash in the rain

of dreams

and saviors "~ Wouldn't it be lovely to encapsulate such dreams?... This is stunning, Robin.~xoxo~:)




Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A most enjoyable read and otherwise both skilfully as well as intellectually well penned poem. Cheers, N

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ahh the thought process that goes through ones mind when writing. There are endless possibilities and this show how the mind of a writer works. Each line adds to the one before it. Amazing job.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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