Angels of the room

Crying colours

At the corner table

Scarlet wine

The chains of love

Silver velvet

Afternoon crystal

Pink and blue


For peace enchants

Love is hidden

Moments shine

Tiny promise of delight

In the twilight

A harvest of almonds.

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1 Response to Almonds

  1. Mary says:

    It is always good when one sees those promises of delight! And perhaps the hidden love will become visible again.

Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

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