All the things I keep in my pockets
and possibly a prophecy too.
By Jackson HowlingPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
graphite drawing of a Man with a Hat
The light between mirrors,
The dark between stars,
The study of Time,
The collection of scars.
A coat made of night-time,
A hat made of schemes,
A head full of madness and
Drowning in dreams.
Boots for the rider,
Shoes for the steed,
Bare soles on the snow for
The one who would lead.
Red blood at sunrise,
Rust-blood at noon,
Black blood to settle it
Under the moon.
The dark in your mind and
The light in your eyes
When you wake from a sleep where
You dreamed you could fly.
About the Creator
Jackson Howling
Supposed to be studying for an engineering degree. But words are fun too. They keep escaping. So I thought I'd put them here. Favourite words: silver, Juarez, psithurism, twit.
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