Artwork by ~Toshiyuki Enoki
What Remains
Within the expectation of shadow
stealing the burnished copper sky
cool death touches warm earth
The dusty paper moths take flight
as if flesh and bone could rise from colorless ash
Only the deep breath of wind lifts the soul
Angela Minard 2012©
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I am always amazed at how much beauty and emotion you are able to capture in the lines of your poetry. You are an incredible writer. You have such a truly remarkable gift.
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Nicole
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