Sunday, 7 July 2013

Poetry ~ Revelations


The brightest days

Amaze,                       

It sways

My thoughts on how I feel.

For when it’s worst

I burst,

Accursed

With vision  for Ideal.

Yet vision sings

And brings

Blessings

Of art, and feelings deep.

I must remind                                     

My mind

This kind

Of thing when I can’t sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

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