Is it you, wandering
Streets that change in twilight?
With your gifts, those tokens rare
That I saw by firelight.
Dancers you sought,
Poets out of themes,
In the waterfall
In the waterfall
Lost their dreams.

Carry me on a breeze
Over banks of heather
To a wood thick with elves,
Rain and stars together.
There horses sleep,
Manes in ringlets stream.
In the waterfall
In the waterfall
Plunge our dreams.

 I write occult and visionary fiction, and self-publish it as free books. I also write poetry and flash fiction, some of which is occult and visionary but not all, and I belong to a Spoken Word group for writers in my local area.
My Instagram is candyray1 and my WordPress blog is candyrayblog.wordpress.com

If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog and Instagram account to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com

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