Messenger – Prism

Naught means more than

a sweet nightly whisper

wrapping you up tight,

keeping you warm,




free from tyranny,




which follow you close behind

and cover your lonesome color;

strident, silver, and boorish,

an iris of orange not purple,




showered with light,




singing your wealth and luck,

swinging from tree to roof;

a rope that enters eternity,

a love that is everlasting,




no judge or worry,




With my pending fifth chapbook coming out on Amazon this month, with the theme of love and adoration, I thought it fitting to post some love poems this month. Look for it to release around mid-July. Meanwhile, check out my Author Central page for my other Amazon chapbooks. As always, thanks for reading!


~ by Shawn M. Young on July 7, 2016.

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