Under the black
canopy of night
apparitions beckon to be heard
arise my friend, let your spirit take flight
beyond the
portal, on the wings of a bird
slipping through
the foggy mist
ancient water
drums, beating strong
dreamway, where
we can co-exist
turtle rattles
shake , playing their songs
full moon illuminates the shadows
hidden within the
forest canvas
spirit dwellers
lost in quiet swallows
eerie silence,
caught in the hands of madness
behold the path to
transformation
moccasins are worn but, know the way
lanterns planted
on the tree's foundation
capturing the magical
wonder on display
walking firmly on
the path, spirits guide
wolves hidden, outstretched branches
dark knowing
eyes, deep howling cries
alpha and
omega united forces
when wolves cry,
the earth quakes
fear not the
journey, the quest is at hand
time of transition,
changing shapes
leading lost souls
to the promised land
Author's note: The challenge set before us was to observe the ambiance (mood, character, quality,
tone atmosphere) of a drawing you choose and write a poetry response in
any which way you please. This is my take on what I saw within the landscape of my mind. The picture was a true inspiration.
