Seekers Meeting

[Dragonlily]

I scrambled around this afternoon and finally found this poem I wrote in college. The encounter did really happen, in a sense.

Seekers Meeting

White line curving
Hard underfoot
Mist gray, quiet
toward phantom warmth and light

Floating eyes,
Blue and golden,
meet
shining.

“Sister?”
“The fields are still.”
“And street lights empty.”
“Find him.”
“And you.”
“Meoooww”

Drifting black silence,
And footsteps down the white line.

[Edge]

Love the use of colours - progression from white, to grey, to black - and in the centre of that, blue and gold.

Also the line:

“Meoooww”

is just awesome!

[Gadget nee Jemcheeta]

I really like this poem. It says a lot with few words.

[Fist and Faith]

This poem makes me smile. It gives me visions of great mysteries.

[Dragonlily]

It's about time I got back to this thread. Thanks, guys.