Extraordinary things breathe in the wind,
Silently speaking our secrets within.
Stories of old and lives untold,
Tales that have yet to begin.
Dust motes collect our histories,
Through golden rivers of light,
Trapping unspoken confessions,
Language to incite.
Truth drawn out in whispers,
On the backs of spirits ride,
In a cacophony of sonnets,
Where silence goes to die.
For those who really listen,
And those who bravely dare,
Give rise to dark mythologies,
When hungry souls share.
A record of the dying,
Legends begin to twin,
If you would only listen to,
The breath on the wind.
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Rachael MacDonald
Avid Reader, Sometimes Poet, Occasional Writer, and searcher of truths often lost in the breaths between candy-coated lies.
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A lovely read for a windy morning!
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💯 So true! 💯💯💯
A brilliant poem Rachael! Are you in the Vocal support groups on Facebook? I realise social media is not for everyone but this would be a great piece to share. 😊