Spirits Of The Sub-Conscious World Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Spirits Of The Sub-Conscious World
So many spirits of the sub-conscious
World
Moving as extinct saurians on a plain
Red with bursting fires
You see the blurred images in their
Transparent living
Your hand to touch them they elude
In spirit
And leave your hands emptier than
Hands where the sands slipped.
Monday, March 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: spirit
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