Shifting Amber- Michael Erickson

Follow me ’round the ends of this Earth,

Upon outstretched wings of gold.

Rest upon a bed of fresh down,

And forget the coming sleep of ice.

Bask in glowing leaves so burnished,

As crisp Autumn’s breath kisses your cheek.

Lose yourself among these walls of shifting amber,

Let go each laden woe.

For now, is our time to be as one,

Hold tight before these kind winds bring snow.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.


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