Mad Mirrors - Part C (77) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'Time is an echo of an ax deep in the distant woods' - P. Larkin

For me
Time is the sound of an ax
Inside my inner woods.
So close. So clear.


UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'I wonder why death is worth speaking about, for I already have the hottest red shoes' - V. Chang

1. Death, l'enfant terrible,
Likes to play as well
With your red hot shoes.

2. Maybe death
Is a centipede
Collecting red hot shoes.


UNTITLED
QUOTE: The path of my gazelle was all the air and earth' - Unknown

The path of my gazelle
Is all the air and the earth.
So is the path of my lions:
The route of my pain.


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From 'Mad Mirrors C' - www.trilogyofthemirrors.com