Into the Shadows

Into the Shadows


The hours drowned in centuries

They brush around me

From where the mist swirls

Eerie flickers

Hovering in whispers

Of harmony

Trembling candle flames

Cool fingers of moonlight

Jasmine, like stars

Having fallen from the heavens

Now embroider the dark

And swirl in autumn wreaths

With crumbling leaves

Into the shadows

© Ann Bagnall 2013.


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