In her dreams

she flies.

Through frozen midnight

she sweeps so low

tree tops curl.

Your offering was small

a scent of ghost.

You were invisible

upon her sheets.

She breathed

and listened.

The stillness stifled.

The ticking

of the clock

was a decoy

in her mind.

copyright Es-tee Miller

“Two golden hours between sunrise and sunset. Both are set with 60 diamond minutes. No reward is offered. They are gone forever.”…. ..Horace Mann

About redcontroversy

I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ soul is definitely alive.
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1 Response to NIGHT DECOYS


    i sure enjoy your writing!!!  thanks for sharing!!!  GOD IZ MIGHTY!!

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