Suspended
Hover as in flight
above me
Intended
such redeeming sight
to love me
Returning
like a ghost of past
Take your bow
Iām burning
Fire cannot last
in dreams now
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Suspended
Hover as in flight
above me
Intended
such redeeming sight
to love me
Returning
like a ghost of past
Take your bow
Iām burning
Fire cannot last
in dreams now
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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Awesome post Sis. I attended the Burning Man Festival in Nevada a couple of times, it was awesome š xxx
It does sound amazing – ever been myself but reports always sound very exciting. š š
It does sound amazing – never been myself but reports always sound very exciting. š š
I can almost hear Edward Woodward screaming: “Killing me won’t save your apples!”
LOLOL!!! yes, there is a hint of that in the poem! š
Another thing to google. š
Thank you!!! The poem wasn’t originally about the Burning Man festival, but then I found the picture and thought, that’s perfect actually! š