Cool breath of marble lingers

Kissing eternity

Blushing glass ghosts

Secret embrace remembered

Soft porcelain morning

Wakes from night

Sacred sisters dance

With stars

And flowers melt

Ice-prisoned hearts

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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17 Responses to January

  1. I love this! Rarely does a piece of poetry take me somewhere, this one did from the first line. Thanks for sharing!

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Sadje says:

    This is just lovely.


  3. Reminds me of sugared violets, whatever happened to those?


  4. willowdot21 says:

    January chillπŸ’œ


  5. The magnets gave you a beautiful poem!


  6. This is beautiful, Sue.


  7. memadtwo says:

    Soft porcelain morning…I can feel it. (K)


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