Incense anoints with ember a soul that’s poised to fade.I lit a candle there.There’s diurnal breath in the light of a Moon,and a day that’s scattered in pale amber.They all gather.In a hush, quiesced, they brought the sea,they brew the breeze.In white whispersis a star-bathed Sun,risensomewhere far east.
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A Bird Song
A mellifluous measure of an argent strandshe teases out from a wobbling yarnof all measures in which can humall sublime words in lines wovenupon the stanzas in the braided strains and ditties.She’s a solicitous bird of rainbowed flair,weaves a valley with the strands she nippedQuilts the crimson hues in the misty breeze:that which she dipsContinue reading “A Bird Song”
Revenant
And until when will the grey sceptres loom!like the sullen shades of a vanquished Sungloats upon a sigh that’s sulkinginto some barren noon!And until when will the grey sceptres loom!like the breeze bears the yoke of some morose gloom,and quietly lays on eyelidstheir listless swoon.Pleading,Oh pleading onto heaven!Until when will these grey sceptres loom!There!perhaps IContinue reading “Revenant”
Anonymous
If I was a forgotten word, Thelma,a word alone!a word forlorn!Well!If I was a forgotten word, Thelma,would a ‘dear’ it don,a severed echo,on its whetted thorn.Perhaps! No!or Perhaps! Oh!If I was a forgotten word, Thelma,lingering thusand lingering so,this one that one wonder Oh!Be at ease my dearest Thelma,for I am now,and the now am I,beContinue reading “Anonymous”
Petals
I picked a petal from the Sunthere upon an eve afloatin the scarletsquite quiescent.I picked a petal, a kiss upon the rubied Sun,like a gentle warm withina blush of dew had sunk.Folded, curled,twisted, turned,one upon oneand one by one.I picked a petal from the Sun,this,perhaps the last one,to crown a barren thistlewith a tender roseContinue reading “Petals”
Mint
Mint is but a dewy leaf,a scent of brook that flew,when the waters dashed the fringesand had the green ice dewed.Mint is but a dewy leaflike a tinge of honey dew,in the mellow night that fellmild in daylight strewn.In the bitter sad,tempest and rue,My mint is but a dewy leaflike the Earth has hissed aContinue reading “Mint”
Day, arise!
Children of the morn,play around for a while,Your father’s doleful;the clouds his visage hide,that his fair eyehe may align,upon great gloomsof the grey high,Play aroundfor just a while.Children of the morn,play around for a while,Ponder upon his lapthe world that’s nigh, ’bout which,to your heart’s content,upon the ray plumesenquire.Skip, prick, prod and shine.Children of theContinue reading “Day, arise!”
Shine Again
It’s a brand new sky,and my new Sun is a tad sullen,hiding in the grey lines, sans perhaps the touch of winds.Somewhere amidst, there stirs a mischief,a thousand birds nibbledupon the warmth they hid,and then upon a silver cloudthey set sail.Up and above the thousand birds fly,in the glows they guild a fair ditty,there uponContinue reading “Shine Again”
Hidden
Upon rainpelts the rainon such a pretty lane,in glitters spangledit does wane.Upon the toeI skip to, I skip froand then I slip on a shadowthat’s laughing at some silly show!Oh there comes the street, again,I march to the beat,among the shattered,incomplete.I reach a grey,perhaps I’m home,upon the bedwith a tired eye,and a heavy sigh,I lullContinue reading “Hidden”
The crescent lane
To be one upon which stars have shone,heedless to either shreiks, or hum,resting by the creek, when,like a sleep the nights become!With lone stars it wanders,this, a vagabond soulbewitched to sway,aloft, along, and then away!Yet,of a buoyant soul,the self remains,gazing at the glittersin a crescent lane!