A Space for Reflections and Musings
Photo by Lucian Petronel Potlog from Pexels Relinquish your fears and come by my side,Kiss me on the lips and feel my skin;We live our lives wild in the danger café. In the dark house of splendid isolationWere born the raconteurs of the hour,Telling stories of frothy beachesAnd trekking in the snow-capped hills;By the fire of the kitchen... Continue Reading →
Look above son! A flying kite, Rustling in the wind erudite, Shower of azure amidst a scarlet hue, Her eyes moisten for you. Chirrup of birds in my garden blithe As a summer and rainbow upon me shine, As we sail away in the distant sea, A tear seems to form in melancholy. March of... Continue Reading →
Into a window I looked Serene, quiet Into a world I stared Pacific. A tale was told - Under stellar light it began Stroke of blackened blue Under stellar night he slept Symbol of crescent moon Under stellar light she swam Beneath a lake quiescent Under stellar light she rose Surpassing surreal glow. Lunar shower... Continue Reading →
I He barked lines through the wind Riffs encasing him in thin threads And when he was done, in the end Whispered a melody spreading a dread Of the demise of music and the player So he may sound pretentious and lay Beside his rusty lute, caress... Continue Reading →
if there was more to say and more streets to stroll and more pastries to eat and more joy to share and more sorrow to disperse and more flowers to adorn your magnificence; I would do all of that, carry over to a realm uncertain, but of wonder and of awe, and of stupor;... Continue Reading →
Weaving a wand twisted Across the landscape old Where the wind blew west And she stood in white Awaiting the swans' lament To carry her to her demise To the haunting wonderland Away from the taciturn autumn A cold reprieve, a release From the shackles of guilt Of souls corrupted, souls split In despicable seas... Continue Reading →
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