“Awaken” and other poems by Sinead McGuigan

Awaken For what are dreams without eyes to look upon melancholic fields of truth? They plunder my feverish plight, sanctify my most chaste body strewn, break the silence of dagger tears as gentle breezes dance upon the blades. Awakened by soft mountain dew, transparent memories nourish parched lips. Darkened thoughts stretch to bloom, sun reflections [...]