Skip to content

Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 17, 2016March 6, 2018

Living

The ghost
was a moment
and the door
locked like a
plastic garbage can.
She was glimmering white marble
remembering, dreaming,
and dancing to
angels.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged art, c.eve, dark art, dark poetry, eve, ofeve, poem, poems, poet, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

Post navigation

← Vice
Luminate →

Menu

  • home
  • about
  • poetry
  • healing
  • contact
  • social media
    • instagram
    • twitter
Create a website or blog at WordPress.com
  • Follow Following
    • Poetry by C. Eve
    • Join 382 other followers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • Poetry by C. Eve
    • Customize
    • Follow Following
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Copy shortlink
    • Report this content
    • View post in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar