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Wisps & Willow: A Poem

forest-1109180_960_720Forested in by sunlight and skin

My mind drifts upon dream’s meadow

To turning unwind the shackles that bind

Through whispers, wisps and willow.

The sweet cedar kiss of dew and mist

Roll gentle as the thunder

Until I awake with the craving ache

That tears my heart asunder

I’ll heed beck and call forsaking my all

For the embrace of wisps and willow.

~Candice Coates

*February 2, 2016

Featured Photo by Rebecca Prest on Unsplash


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Founder of "I came for the soup...", Candice Coates is a Fiction and Non-Fiction Writer, jumping from genres ranging from her most beloved genre, Speculative Science Fiction and Fantasy to Comedic Clean Read Romance and Suspense Thrillers, all with touches of her Christian faith. She is a lover of Ireland, languages, tea, and just about anything with pistachios. When not writing she is working on creating visual art.


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    • 🙂 thank you for reading it. I’m very pleased to know it inspired good thoughts and memories for you. I hope it will be as a creative seed for you some how.

  2. phoenixgrey85 says

    Close my eyes and I’m in an early morning forest. Beautiful 🙂

  3. Beautiful, I felt like it was spring again and not this chilly winter. I almost wrote a poem for forest, but then I managed a Madnes solver chapter instead. I’m glad you did write one. 🙂

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