Moss Colored Bed Sheets Poem by Raven Rasputin
Moss Colored Bed Sheets
Ah my feathered feet feel light
Against the morning canopy
It will all turn out all right
I've felt this way before
The air hangs calm
Like the wings of a lazy butterfly
Delicate
Almost like breaking
But I'm not worried about that right now
My mind slips to dreamscapes
It's how I escape
Sacred
Preserved
Often absurd
Mostly just healing
Like climbing a tree
'Like the wings of a lazy butterfly' - like that line, particulary. Nice one! - chuck
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4/25/2024 1:43:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What strikes me about this poem is the entrapped illusiveness within it… nice.