Periwinkle

R. A. Douglas

The skies would bow in shame

An ocean’s depths would drain

In envy

Of the rarest blue

A crystallic set of eyes

Periwinkle, perhaps

And the voice of a Norse god

Like rolls of rumbling thunder

Words tumbling lightly

From lips of gentle mercy,

And I,

I fizzle into a puddle

Stilled,

Silenced,

Frozen in time, or some form of that clichΓ©.
O That a first glance could strike

A thousand bolts

Through your veins and pierce your soul.

It was, something, at first sight.

And everything I never believed in.

R. A. Douglas

September 28, 2022

Published by R. A. Douglas

R. A. Douglas. A poetess, novelist, and Christian Lifestyle blogger. Writing is a form pf expression and a way of life for me. I am a Christian, though not always a perfect example of one. This blog exposes the cycles of my ever changing life, including the growth and/or changes in my walk with God, and the highs, lows, and fluctuating differences in my reactions and actions towards the typical and atypical experiences that are inevitable in day to day life. I hope you enjoy it, and thank you for reading. Bless.

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