Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Winged white saviours

Prayers at her feet,
She lifts the heads of the bowed,
Lurking in shadows,
Watchful spirits light our paths.
Winged saviours bless us all.

Linking with Flash fiction for aspiring writers

2 comments:

  1. Very nice poem! Thank you for participating in the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge. One of the rules of the challenge is to include the photo prompt along with your story/poem submission.

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    1. I was in a haste to post so skipped that part. Will do it for the upcoming picture prompts invariably

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