Poem -
Vixen of the Vigil
From the buds of severed tongues
the chosen one blossomed
with budding new lungs.
Her bellowing voice of brilliant light
would warble with wings
into feathery flight.
Should the cherubic chants of the gifted
grant the penance of souls be lifted?
Soothing songs
not the will of Sibyl
the vixen of venom
voiced in vigil.
Still
she hovered above the earth
draining the death
from eventual dearth
and the soothsayer spied a quiet prayer
silent in structure
loud in stare.
Beware
the cherub of cherished tongues
for she shall pave the way
unsung.
Carey Milton ©
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Good legendary write dear Poetess Carey Milton, my applause, my five stars
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
My dear Miss Milton!!.........you are an amazing poet..........you should receive 8*s .....just for the incredible poetic flow to this write alone............it's like listening to a new Robert Johnson tune before it's released to the public..........the skill of your quill is truly amazing to behold......as my eyes moved along each line my mouth kept speaking aloud without thinking........."holy crap!".........."Oh My God!"..........such an amazing piece of craftsmanship that I still haven't gotten to your subject matter..............I have absolutely NO words...............STUNNING!!..................miss you around here Carey...............wow!!.............smiles...................T xo
When I read such inspiring response from those
who truly appreciate my prose...
I smile and forget my current woes
because it is all of you
who really know
me
Carey
xo