[Soaring Feather]

So Fine on the Vine

Silvering of years leave vines
gnarled and hues
roughened to worn black
as sweet dreams became
silvered with age
knotty deep and unforgiving
of bending round objects
laid on the young vine
cat walks for the young?

Was the saturation, too much,
or the dreams
beyond achievement
unrealistic on the canvas
ruining brushes future use
as the twig is bent so grows
the vine so fine
etched in the face of life
highways and byways
roads maps to
an irrational exuberance
and unrestrained, bursting
to be forever young
with the fury of a wild horse
jumping the young vines

I shall be forever young...
the vine is so fine
with new life
loving that consumes all
causing things to crash
at midnight the mind
whirls in excitement
the colors flash
and deepen in hue

So Fine on the Vine

bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
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[Darksheare]

My years are etched inside
My face will never show
The passage of time goes by
Forever lays before me
And never the years will show
Cursed appearance of eternal youth
An age I'll never seem
No lines to crease my visage
No way to turn my page
The mirror knows my rage
Dorian Grey is my cage