- #point >
Where was the point
When thoughts took flight
Only to roost
On the pen’s tip?
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- Life >
O drops be bound, a baby brook
That babbles by with sparkling look
To streams that roll with rock and bends
To old rivers, until land ends.
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- Snowfall >
When the crystals of the day
Become fluid dream of night,
Under the blanket of our being
Past thoughts dissolve to light.
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- Dusk >
Shadows grow as skies turn red,
Reaching the light that’s new,
Old dreams whisked softly into beds,
Beyond, where bluebirds flew.
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- Colours >
As night devours the day’s bright light
And bent, exhales the night,
Fine memories of those whom lived
Shall dance in dream’s fair sight.
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- Grey skies >
As the summer’s light is bent,
And brushes autumn’s leaves,
Warm clouds turn dark and then relent
As rain drips from the eaves.
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