PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Fissure skies devour the lively scene of bubbled shades and reflects the dark on to the only surface ever known.

The earth takes this hooded hour to hold its breath from all life.

So that any observer can appreciate pure efforts of natural attainment among basic physics.

Moving through still space exhilarated with new power and fulfillment.

Each breath full of smoke that does not hinder, but instead gains.

Shadows do not move from stone but controls its path with consuming quality.

Daunting rhythms invade the ear, of what is not the value but that it's there.
In this moment the world deserves to be frozen over a thousand times for every instance.