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L’insomnie – for Angst and Longing Prompt

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Silver-shod feet falter,
Star-flecked fingers flee,
Dancing on feather-light limbs

Farther fly from me.

Silken, sultry strands,
Of purest platinum gleam
Over molten moonlit sands

Disappear deeper into dreams.

“Sleep” anthropomorphized for Angst and Longing prompt.

About Hannah

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. -J.R.R. Tolkien A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one. -George R.R. Martin

10 comments on “L’insomnie – for Angst and Longing Prompt

  1. Reblogged this on Vers Les Etoiles and commented:
    Nothing good happens after midnight. Poetry happens after 3 a.m. —which indisputably proves my first point. This is dedicated to caffeine and the people at the Community Storyboard who were silly enough to give me access to the site. Bons rêves à tous.

  2. ‘Feather-light limbs’ is a fantastic line.

  3. This is so ethereal, almost like I am a boat on the ocean at night in a dream. Really liked this. 🙂

  4. Beautiful imagery and I love the picture. 🙂

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