jodde taylor

Broken Language - Poem by jodde taylor

Silence, evaporates
the mild night
tender responses,
gather spirits of stars.

Penetrating echoes,
fill the air
early rising stratospheres,
condensed into emotional navigation.

Eyes holding transparent eclipses,
find moments of capture
ever changing, how far we see
across thresholds, of free thought.

Evolving in essence,
we trial our own existence
tumbling, with the touch of a hand
reaching further for bravery,
understanding fragility.

Soft melodies,
play hypnotic infusion
transpiring broken language
rains of doubt, never flood,
a deep residing ocean.

Swaying sweetly,
breezes sweep across,
our changing lives
condensing each hour,
we spoke in refined destinations
our shadow, followed moving tides.

Diving, without isolation
a river flowing, intertwined
broken barriers, minutes waiting
sheltering beneath rains of uncertainty
we strive to rise again.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013

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