Soul Caster

by Al C January. 16, 2017 350 views

Soul Caster.

Midnight, deep

velvet green night, upon

the endless sequined, star

strewn bolt of shimmering eternity.

Silver coracle bobs, barely

ruffling the fabric of my sleep.

Murmuring thread of golden breath pays out across the tensioned surface,

idling, then

slipping beneath my dreams.

Souls’ wings tip the golden lamé.

Helix spiral flight up your baited breath.

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