January

Posted on January 16, 2021 by Sue Vincent

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 was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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17 Responses to January

  1. Michelle Rene Goodhew says:
    January 16, 2021 at 06:47

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

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  2. Sadje says:
    January 16, 2021 at 07:36

    This is just lovely.

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  3. Books & Bonsai says:
    January 16, 2021 at 09:45

    Reminds me of sugared violets, whatever happened to those?

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  4. willowdot21 says:
    January 16, 2021 at 10:02

    January chill💜

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  5. Jane Dougherty says:
    January 16, 2021 at 10:14

    The magnets gave you a beautiful poem!

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  6. robertawrites235681907 says:
    January 16, 2021 at 17:22

    This is beautiful, Sue.

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  7. memadtwo says:
    January 16, 2021 at 23:20

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

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