Paper wings

In sleepless silence
night mourns the dreaming
lost to a fallen star.
Shadows chase the ghosts of morning,
ever seeking to consume them,
jealous of their light.
Paper wings flutter
unheeded to the floor
in flightless death.
The wakeful poet dips his pen
in cold coffee
beside the empty bed
and yearns for dawn.

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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 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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32 Responses to Paper wings

  1. Ali Qureshi says:

    Beautiful!
    I can feel each and every word of this poem.
    Cause I’m both an Insomniac and a self proclaimed poet.

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  2. Rae Longest says:

    Lovely and very moving. I’m not a poet, myself, but have often been composing a blog or writing a review or a “piece” as the dawn comes up. Your poetry is always exquisite. TY for the good start to MY morning.

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  3. Beautiful, Sue. Love the imagery, the stillness, the pen in the cold coffee. You turned insomnia into an artform. >3

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  4. A beautiful melancholy muse and I can empathise with the fluttered pieces of paper, especially when words do not come….
    Have a peaceful weekend Sue

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  5. A very beautiful poem, Sue. Luckily, I can’t relate to insomnia at all as I can sleep through anything, any place and any how.

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  6. Awesome πŸ‘ Sue I hope we could be simply paper wings like your wonderful poem.

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  7. macjam47 says:

    A beautiful poem, Sue. I like your image of the blocked poet.

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  8. Jennie says:

    Beautifully said. That’s how it is when you just have to write.

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  9. Sue Vincent says:

    Staying up all night chasing words.

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