Chant ofΒ thunder, orchestra of wind,
a breath of heart’s unrest.
Lightening flash in half moon’s glow
unearthsΒ laments repressed.
Raindropped streams upon herΒ face
masking moistened eyes,
lead her gently by zephyr’s call
into awaiting skies.
β’
Categories: All Poetry, Death & Loss, Poetry by Phoebe



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Having ranted randomly already, this is probably being misfiled….
Certainly a way with words!
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I so love this
Hamlet is one of my favourite plays of all time! Your poem is so stunning and perfect for the tragic Ophelia, I loved it π Thank you so much for stopping by and liking my posts! I am a big fan of you and your blog and your likes made my day π
Thank you! I love your blog too! π