Porcelain ghosts

Dance with the morning.

Night remembers magic

And lingers,

Haunting a laughing sky.

A universe wakes

As the kiss of eternity

Breathes soft from your lips

And I drink your joy.


About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. 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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22 Responses to Wraiths

  1. Beautiful! We used to have those magnets on our the door to the fridge


  2. Awesome, I drink with joy. Great Sue and who would not start the day on a positive bright day.


  3. Very, very beautiful!


  4. You always evoke such vivid imagery, Sue 🙂


  5. Great poem to wake up to. Love the fridge magnet version. 🙂


  6. Bernadette says:

    A wonderful poem to go along with your incandescent image.


  7. memadtwo says:

    Porcelain ghosts…a perfect description of the mist.


  8. Widdershins says:

    Delightfully romantic … with subtle hints of the erotic. 🙂


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