At a distance it's safe -- I have control over the waves
This peddle paving my way
Blue bottles glowing, adrift
Lighting the way; encircling me --
Demarcated grounds --
A barrier
Tepid mist to float into
Carrying me off;
Whisking me away
For a moment's pleasure
That's alive --
Breathing inside my head
Electricity inside my veins
Nothing can harm me this way
--- Ink and Wander
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Stoicism - 10th poetry collection
PoetryMy head is a loud galaxy full of pictorial words. This is my 10th poetry collection Poetry collections (written in this order) : 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar 9) Musings And...
