A Space for Reflections and Musings
Up up into the blue sky Not truculent not sly Where there be a swirl of mirth In the silver compass instead of North; Let us to the whirlpool sway Instead of in morbid days stay Into virulent violet and pearl white A venture made in stars bright Beyond the sorrow of hewn trees And... Continue Reading →
Oh look! Oh look! At the rising Sun behind the clouds And the coyly whispering brook, At the moving branch with the wind As I at a portrait look Of a glowing amber hue in the East, For the early bird it's time to feast And us too upon an entrancing scene - Of vivacious... Continue Reading →
As the sand in the glass cease to fall, A metaphor we do employ; When chimes from our walls stop as well, Into a stupor we soon fly. As we no longer can hear the tick Nor our sheets dance to the tock, In impatience our dreams grow sick, Inveigl our hours in eternity... Continue Reading →
When there is no name on your lips And into a fluoroscent azure you slip Like tea in the morning with a song And a conversation two fortnights long To do what one wants to do and die In fame after life fly For a loved one cry And in parchments wrinkled and wry... Continue Reading →
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