Bright soul of Nature dreams

Of bygone rapture held.

Land’s reverie submerse

‘Neath ink corruption spoil

And cleave the dreams of earth.


Bright soul of Nature dreams.

Grey thunderclouds decayed

Evacuate the blue

Green vines last shudder still

Until in murk withdrew.


Bright soul of Nature dreams

Though loam spill hoary blood

A desecration vile

Death strokes thick branches bare

And glossy fervor dull


Bright soul of Nature dreams

Unmindful, senseless flight

Temptation wallows deep

Hark! Swift her pattern mind

Flee to transcendent sleep.

monchielle poem written for dVerse “open link night”

sister poem by SilverGardenia

milestones: first submitted work; first monchielle poem


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