A Soft Breath on the Veil
Tangle me gently—
between thorn and thread,
between the prayer
and the thing
that answers.
Not every shadow
wants to bite.
Some wait patiently
to be named,
to be known,
to be pulled
like a stitch
from the mouth
of a long sleeping god.
Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille #223 “Tangle”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.
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