Kayleigh Turner
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A View from a Height
A place of intrigue and organic mystique; I picture myself perched atop a tree. I dare not look down for the fear of falling would poison the beauty before me. A blanket of evergreens sweeps the landscape from the high hills in the west to the white rapids in the east. A hazy blue sky hugs the tree-line, before it filters and expands out into a magnificent open air space.
By Kayleigh Turner4 years ago in Poets
Gold
Unknowingly, she sighed; a gentle sound, as the wet, almost weightless, sparkling liquid coated her fingertips. The momentary tingling sensation it infused, surprised her. She slowly raised her hand, fingers now clear of the liquid’s dazzling surface. Gripped delicately in her grasp, a previously white rose hangs its head. Silky scales spiraling out from somewhere deep within the flower itself. The flaring petals drip metallic droplets onto the harsh concrete floor on which she stands. A clumsy pattern of golden shades, somehow resembling stardust, encircle her bare feet.
By Kayleigh Turner4 years ago in Poets