Terminal Outbreath

Sun in Gemini

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Terminal Outbreath


You know my sighs, and yet,
I am a stranger to your knowing;
Though not your eyes, which,
Drinking in my flowing,
See me.
As vision sees the fleeting blink,
As petals bid farewell
To the last drop of dawn’s clear ink;
As the young bird triumphs, briefly,
in the uplift of a feathered wing
And even here,
In the stale air of boarded flyers gone,
Of distant vapour’s smell which thrust them on,
Of tiny crumbs where junior sat with mom
My sigh that knows no ears remains to kiss the emptied one

©Copyright Stephen Tanham 2015

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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