Elixir – A Poem in Prime Verse

mortal labyrinth renaissance elixir stirs a pristine paradox in a cup— life: sanguine silhouettes, trysts ‘pon helix stars, Ethereal spirits—breathing, weaving daily axioms skirting Earth’s axis womb tranquil succor on the Mississippi reading Tom Sawyer **** Written for Rebecca Cuningham @ FakeFlamenco Remarks: This month Rebecca Cuningham at FakeFlameco challenges us to write a poem … Continue reading Elixir – A Poem in Prime Verse