Sunday, 18 March 2012

Green waves turn
and so it goes
Casualties of time
I always wondered
glittering on towards you
The sky shall stand
the sea of Sunium?
I mean summer leaves
that gathered roots
and that was all.
The tree crying in terror
and had rather
worthier words working
resounding, unyielding
fading...
Crazy moon child
when I loved you
that star out of us
chilling, falling, smelling
dancing, encompassing, ending
Sounds soaring soft songs
Devoted delusion
I went by his heart
the web of us
drifts
its light mists movement
nests
I am a courteous spirit
with morning's dampness
of a tree, shady
Each of me
like being born in my eyes
with a light of the dawn
goodnight! Which would be
pleasant with the birds
I shot an oak
and never heard of your hips
Someone took my bed to the street
The prison of hearts
its worth the sun
the children and the wind
and holding that mood
morning may steal sweet strangers
Souls of conquering love
to feel for my frantic ears
Rotten rules.

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